“Flesh of flesh, Bone of my bone thou art, and from thy state Mine never shall be parted, bliss or woe.” John Milton
“The only reward of virtue is virtue; the only way to have a friend is to be one.” Ralph Waldo Emerson
“Her rash hand in evil hour Forth reaching to the fruit, she plucked, she ate: Earth felt the wound, and Nature from her seat Sighing through all her works gave signs of woe That all was lost.” John Milton
“Truth…never comes into the world, but like a bastard, to the ignominy of him that brought her forth.” John Milton
“I cannot praise a fugitive and cloistered virtue, unexercised and unbreathed, that never sallies out and sees her adversary but slinks out of the race, where that immortal garland is to be run for, not without dust and heat.” John Milton
“Nor love thy Life, nor hate; but what thou liv’st Live well; how long or short permit to Heaven.” John Milton
