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You can make hell out of heaven and heaven out of hell. It's all in the mind.
John Milton
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Gratitude bestows reverence, allowing us to encounter everyday epiphanies, those transcendent moments of awe that change forever how we experience life and the world.
John Milton
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Morn, Wak'd by the circling hours, with rosy hand Unbarr'd the gates of light.
John Milton
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Last came, and last did go,The Pilot of the Galilean lake;Two massy keys he bore of metals twain,(The golden opes, the iron shuts amain).
John Milton
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Of which all Europe rings from side to side.
John Milton
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Such sober certainty of waking bliss.
John Milton
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Nothing lovelier can be found In woman, than to study household good, And good works in her husband to promote.
John Milton
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Forget thyself to marble.
John Milton
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What hath night to do with sleep?
John Milton
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That practis'd falsehood under saintly shew, Deep malice to conceal, couch'd with revenge.
John Milton
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Nor from hell One step no more than from himself can fly By change of place.
John Milton
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Oft, on a plat of rising ground,I hear the far-off curfew soundOver some wide-watered shore,Swinging low with sullen roar.
John Milton
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Joking decides great things, Stronger and better oft than earnest can.
John Milton
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Cyriack, whose Grandsire on the Royal BenchOf British Themis, with no mean applausePronounced and in his volumes taught our Laws,Which others at their Bar so often wrench
John Milton
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Knowledge cannot defile, nor consequently the books, if the will and conscience be not defiled.
John Milton
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True it is that covetousness is rich, modesty starves.
John Milton
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When I consider how my light is spent,Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide,And that one talent which is death to hideLodged with me useless.
John Milton
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We read not that Christ ever exercised force but once; and that was to drive profane ones out of his Temple, not to force them in.
John Milton
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Bacchus, that first from out the purple grape Crush'd the sweet poison of misused wine.
John Milton
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And now the herald lark Left his ground-nest, high tow'ring to descry The morn's approach, and greet her with his song.
John Milton
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Her silent course advance With inoffensive pace, that spinning sleeps On her soft axle.
John Milton
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Yet hold it more humane, more heav'nly, first, By winning words to conquer willing hearts, And make persuasion do the work of fear.
John Milton
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The conquer'd, also, and enslaved by war, Shall, with their freedom lost, all virtue lose.
John Milton
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Don't hold grudges; it's pointless. Jealousy too is a non-cathartic, negative emotion.
John Milton
