• Categories
  • John Milton Quotes   776
  • This horror will grow mild, this darkness light; Besides what hope the never-ending flight Of future days may bring, what chance, what change Worth waiting--since our present lot appears For happy though but ill, for ill not worst, If we procure not to ourselves more woe.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : John Milton Quotes , Light Quotes , Waiting Quotes
  • And that must end us, that must be our cure: To be no more. Sad cure! For who would lose, Though full of pain, this intellectual being, Those thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish, rather, swallowed up and lost In the wide womb of uncreated night Devoid of sense and motion?
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : John Milton Quotes , Pain Quotes , Night Quotes
  • Should God create another Eve, and I Another Rib afford, yet loss of thee Would never from my heart; no no, I feel The Link of Nature draw me: Flesh of Flesh, Bone of my Bone thou art, and from thy State Mine never shall be parted, bliss or woe.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : John Milton Quotes , Art Quotes , Loss Quotes