When I consider how my light is spent E're half my days, in this dark world and wide, And that one Talent which is death to hide, Lodg'd with me useless, though my Soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, least he returning chide, Doth God exact day-labour, light deny'd, I fondly ask; But patience to prevent That murmur, soon replies, God doth not need Either man's work or his own gifts, who best Bear his milde yoak, they serve him best, his State Is Kingly. Thousands at his bidding speed And post o're Land and Ocean without rest: They also serve who only stand and waite.
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Servant of God, well done, well hast thou fought The better fight, who single hast maintain'd Against revolted multitudes the Cause Of Truth, in word mightier than they in Arms; And for the testimony of Truth hast borne Universal reproach, far worse
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The childhood shows the man, As morning shows the day.
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Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth unseen, both when we sleep and when we awake.
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How charming is divine philosophy! Not harsh and crabb
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Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse,...
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To measure life learn thou betimes, and know Toward solid good what leads the nearest way;...
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Lords are lordliest in their wine.
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He also serves who only stands and waits.
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Come, pensive nun, devout and pure, sober steadfast, and demure, all in a robe of darkest grain, flowing with majestic train.
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Truth never comes into the world but like a bastard, to the ignominy of him that brought her birth.
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Where no hope is left, is left no fear.
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Celestial Cupid her fam'd son advanc't, Holds his dear Psyche sweet intranc't...
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A short retirement urges a sweet return.
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Better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven.
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Here we may reign secure, and in my choice To reign is worth ambition though in hell: Better to reign in hell than serve in heaven
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Hell has no benefits, only torture.
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I am a part of all that I have met.
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But wherefore thou alone Wherefore with theeCame not all hell broke loose Is pain to themLess pain, less to be fled, or thou than theyLess hardy to endure Courageous chief,The first in flight from pain, hadst thou allegedTo thy deserted host this cause of flight,Thou surely hadst not come sole fugitive.
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Give me the liberty to know, to utter, and to argue freely according to conscience, above all liberties.
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Biochemically, love is just like eating large amounts of chocolate.
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Accuse not nature, she hath done her partDo thou but thine, and be not diffidentOf wisdom, she deserts thee not, if thouDismiss not her, when most thou needest her nigh,By attributing overmuch to thingsLess excellent, as thou thyself perceivest.
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Better reign in Hell, than serve in Heaven.
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He who kills a man kills a reasonable creature, but he who destroys a good book kills reason itself.
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We carry our homes within us which enables us to fly.
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...A good book is the precious lifeblood of a master spirit, embalmed and treasured up on purpose to a life beyond life.
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Long is the way And hard, that out of Hell leads up to light
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He who reigns within himself and rules his passions, desires and fears is more than a King.
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... If weakness may excuse, What Murderer, what Traitor, Parricide, Incestuous, sacrilegious, but may plead it All Wickedness is Weakness That plea therefore With God or Man will gain thee no Remission.
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I cannot praise a fugitive and cloistered virtue, unexercised and unbreathed, that never sallies out and sees her adversary, but slinks out of the race where that immortal garland is to be run for, not without dust and heat.
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