“Heaven's last best gift, my ever new delight.”

“Thou at the sightPleased, out of Heaven shalt look down and smile,While by thee raised I ruin all my foes,Death last, and with his carcass glut the grave.”

“Let her [Truth] and Falsehood grapple; who ever knew Truth put to the worse in a free and open encounter? Her confuting is the best and surest suppressing.”

“The mind is a universe and can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven.”

“Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet,With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun,When first on this delightful land he spreadsHis orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit and flower,Glistening with dew; fragrant the fertile earthAfter soft showers, and sweet the coming onof grateful Evening mild; the silent Night,With this her solumn bird and hisfair Moon,And these the gems of Heaven, their starry train;But neither breath of morn nor rising sunOn this delightful land, nor herb, fruit, flowerGlistening with dew, nor fragrance after shower,Nor grateful Evening mild, nor silent Night,With this her solumn bird, nor walk by Moon,Or glittering starlight, without thee is sweet”

“The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven..”

“One sip of this will bathe the drooping spirits in delight, beyond the bliss of dreams.”