Paradise Lost is a book that, once put down, is very hard to pick up again.

It is dangerous for mortal beauty, or terrestrial virtue, to be examined by too strong a light. The torch of Truth shows much that we cannot, and all that we would not, see.

To excite opposition and inflame malevolence is the unhappy privilege of courage made arrogant by consciousness of strength.

The next best thing to knowing something is knowing where to find it.

With what hope can we endeavor to persuade the ladies that the time spent at the toilet is lost in vanity.

An epithet or metaphor drawn from nature ennobles art; an epithet or metaphor drawn from art degrades nature.

This merriment of parsons is mighty offensive.