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Never can true reconcilement grow where wounds of deadly hate have pierced so deep.

John Milton

The end of all learning is to know God, and out of that knowledge to love and imitate Him.
JOHN MILTON

End God Himself Imitation Knowledge Learning Love
Revenge, at first though sweet, Bitter ere long back on itself recoils.
JOHN MILTON

Revenge Sweet
Evil on itself shall back recoil.
JOHN MILTON

Evil One Liner
My latest found, Heaven’s last, best gift, my ever new delight!
JOHN MILTON

Best Delight Gift Heaven
Hell has no benefits, only torture.
JOHN MILTON

Benefit Hell One Liner Torture
And feel by turns the bitter change Of fierce extremes, extremes by change more fierce.
JOHN MILTON

Change Feeling Fierce
The virtuous mind that ever walks attended By a strong siding champion, Conscience.
JOHN MILTON

Conscience Strong Virtue Walk
What is strength without a double share of wisdom?
JOHN MILTON

Share Strength Wisdom
There is nothing that making men rich and strong but that which they carry inside of them. True wealth is of the heart, not of the hand.
JOHN MILTON

Carry Hands Heart Man Rich Strong True Wealth
He that hath light within their own breast, may sit in the centre and enjoy bright day.
JOHN MILTON

Breast Bright Day Enjoyment Himself Light
Where peace And rest can never dwell, hope never comes, That comes to all.
JOHN MILTON

Come Hope Peace
Nothing profits more than self-esteem, grounded on what is just and right.
JOHN MILTON

Ground Profit Respect Right Worth
Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds.
JOHN MILTON

Bird Breathe Charm Early Rise
Neither prosperity nor empire nor heaven can be worth winning at the price of a virulent temper, bloody hands, an anguished spirit, and a vain hatred of the rest of the world.
JOHN MILTON

Heaven Price Prosperity Temper World Worth
The martyrs shook the powers of darkness with the irresistible power of weakness.
JOHN MILTON

Darkness Power Weakness
For liberty hath a sharp and double edge, fit only to be handled by just and virtuous men; to bad and dissolute, it becomes a mischief unwieldy in their own hands.
JOHN MILTON

Bad Handle Hands Liberty Man Virtue

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