John Milton — "Confusion worse confounded."

"How charming is divine Philosophy! Not harsh, and crabbed, as dull fools suppose, But musical as is Apollo's lute, And a perpetual feast of nectared sweets, Where no crude surfeit reigns."

"Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil."

"He who destroys a good book, kills reason itself."

"Promiscuous reading is necessary to the constituting of human nature."

"And the fair Sex, whose chief delight is to be thought of, and who, for that reason, love to live in the midst of a crowd, and to be admired by all, cannot but be displeased at a solitude, which depri…"