Poet John Milton

John Milton

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Where there is much desire to learn, there of necessity will be much arguing, much writing, many opinions for opinions in good men is but knowledge in the making.
He who reigns within himself and rules his passions, desires and fears is more than a King.
Who overcomes by force hath overcome but half his foe.
None can love freedom heartily but good men the rest love not freedom, but license.
Thou canst not touch the freedom of my mind.
Give me the liberty to know, to utter, and to argue freely according to conscience, above all liberties.
He who kills a man kills a reasonable creature, but he who destroys a good book kills reason itself.
Truth never comes into the world but like a bastard, to the ignominy of him that brought her birth.
How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth, Stolen on his wing my three-and-twentieth year.
The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven.
If we think we regulate printing, thereby to rectfy manners, we must regulate all regulations and pastimes, all that is delightful to man.
A good book is the precious life-blood of the master spirit, embalmed and treasured up on purpose for a life beyond.
Where there is much desire to learn, there of necessity will be much arguing, much writing, many opinions; for opinions in good men is but knowledge in the making.
He who reigns within himself and rules his passions, desires, and fears is more than a king.
Accuse not nature, she hath done her part Do thou but thine, and be not diffident Of wisdom, she deserts thee not, if thou Dismiss not her, when most thou needest her nigh, By attributing overmuch to thingsLess excellent, as thou thyself perceivest.
They also serve who only stand and wait.
But wherefore thou alone Wherefore with theeCame not all hell broke loose Is pain to themLess pain, less to be fled, or thou than theyLess hardy to endure Courageous chief,The first in flight from pain, hadst thou allegedTo thy deserted host this cause of flight,Thou surely hadst not come sole fugitive.
The childhood shows the man, As morning shows the day.
He also serves who only stands and waits.
If it come to prohibiting, there is aught more likely to be prohibited than truth itself.
Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake and when we sleep.
When the waves are round me breaking,As I pace the deck alone,And my eye in vain is seekingSome green leaf to rest uponWhat would not I give to wanderWhere my old companions dwellAbsence makes the heart grow fonder,Isle of Beauty, fare thee well
Here at lastWe shall be freethe Almighty hath not builtHere for his envy, will not drive us henceHere we may reign secure, and in my choiceTo reign is worth ambition though in HellBetter to reign in Hell, than serve in Heaven.

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