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How can I live without thee, how forego Thy sweet converse, and love so dearly joined, To live again in these wild woods forlorn? Should God create another Eve, and I Another rib afford, yet loss of thee Would never from my heart; no, no, I feel The link of nature draw me: flesh of flesh, Bone of my bone thou art, and from thy state Mine never shall be parted, bliss or woe.
— John Milton
Is it true, O Christ in heaven, that the highest suffer the most? That the strongest wander furthest and most hopelessly are lost? That the mark of rank in nature is capacity for pain? That the anguish of the singer makes the sweetness of the strain?
— John Milton
So farewell hope, and with hope farewell fear, Farewell remorse: all good to me is lost; Evil, be thou my good.
— John Milton
We all remember epochs in our experience when some dear expectation dies, or some new motive is born.
— George Eliot
Today is the tomorrow you worried about yesterday. Tragedy isn't getting something or failure to get it; it's losing something you already have. Waste not fresh tears over old griefs.
— Euripides
How are the mighty fallen!
— Anonymous
When my father died, it sounds kind of simple but I just had the desire to step up and pastor the church. It was what I was supposed to do. I just took that step of faith.
— Joel Osteen
Always remember that no matter what you have lost, you still have a lot left and God has a purpose yet to be fulfilled in your life.
— Joyce Meyer
The Tempter ere th' Accuser of man-kind, To wreck on innocent frail man his loss Of that first Battel, and his flight to Hell: Yet
— John Milton
Forth reaching to the fruit, she plucked, she ate: Earth felt the wound, and Nature from her seat Sighing through all her works gave signs of woe, That all was lost.
— John Milton
Was I to have never parted from thy side? As good have grown there still a lifeless rib. Paradise Lost, Book IX, l. 1154
— John Milton
As to embrace me she inclined, I waked she fled and day brought back my night.
— John Milton