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• The strongest and the fiercest spirit That fought in heaven, now fiercer by despair.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ii, Line 44...
• Arm th' obdur'd breast With stubborn patience as with triple steel.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ii, Line 568...
• A gulf profound as that Serbonian bog Betwixt Damiata and Mount Casius old, Where armies whole have sunk
  he parching air Burns frore, and cold performs th' effect of fire....
• Into this wild abyss, The womb of Nature and perhaps her grave.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ii, Line 910...
• His form had yet not lost All her original brightness, nor appear'd Less than archangel ruin'd, and th' excess Of glory obscur'd.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book i, Line 591...
• Our torments also may in length of time Become our elements.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ii, Line 274...
• On a sudden open fly, With impetuous recoil and jarring sound, Th' infernal doors, and on their hinges grate Harsh thunder.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ii, Line 879...
• Her virtue and the conscience of her worth, That would be woo'd, and not unsought be won.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book viii, Line 502...
• Hope elevates, and joy Brightens his crest.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ix, Line 633...