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• Still govern thou my song, Urania, and fit audience find, though few.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book vii, Line 30...
• So farewell hope, and with hope farewell fear, Farewell remorse
  all good to me is lost. Evil, be thou my good....
• More safe I sing with mortal voice, unchang'd To hoarse or mute, though fall'n on evil days, On evil days though fall'n, and evil tongues.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book vii, Line 24...
• Anon out of the earth a fabric huge Rose, like an exhalation.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book i, Line 710...
• Good, the more Communicated, more abundant grows.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book v, Line 71...
• These are thy glorious works, Parent of good!
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book v, Line 153...
• And feel that I am happier than I know.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book viii, Line 282...
• Awake, arise, or be forever fallen! -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book i, Line 330
• Execute their airy purposes. -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book i, Line 430