John Milton

Let not England forget her precedence of teaching nations how to live.

Opinion in good men is but knowledge in the making.

Where there is much desire to learn, there of necessity will be much arguing, much writing, many opinions.

Books are not absolutely dead things, but do contain a potency of life in them.

The burning of a book is a foolish act, for it destroys the very thing that teaches us wisdom.

I am Milton, who once saw the face of God.

The childhood shows the man, as morning shows the day.

Blest pair of Sirens, pledges of Heav'n's joy, sphere-born harmonious sisters, voice and verse.

Hence, loathed Melancholy, of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born.

Come, and trip it as you go on the light fantastic toe.

Hail, wedded love, mysterious law, true source of human offspring.

Look homeward, Angel, now, and melt with ruth.

The pilot of the Galilean lake; Two massy keys he bore of metals twain (The golden opes, the iron shuts amain).

For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime.

In a thousand years, even in ten thousand, the stars will not fade from the sky.

I am singing of the wise men who follow the star to Bethlehem.

The oracles are dumb; no voice or hideous hum runs through the arched roof in words deceiving.

Time will run back and fetch the age of gold.

Ring out, ye crystal spheres, once bless our human ears.

Sweetest by the smell, but sharp by the taste.