John Milton — "God gave him reason, and he gave him choice; and now he blames God for his own c…"

"His rod revers'd, And backward mutters of dissevering power."

"I am not about to write a romance, but a serious history."

"But O, the heavy change, now thou art gone, Now thou art gone, and never must return!"

"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…"

"For what more often than not is the cause of all our miseries, but the ill-matching of our desires, and the ill-governing of our affections?"