Quotes about Peace
                        An olive leaf he brings, pacific sign.
                    — John Milton
                        
                
                        Peace hath her victories no less renown'd than war.
                    — John Milton
                        
                
                        Soon as midnight brought on the dusky hour friendliest to sleep and silence.
                    — John Milton
                        
                
                        The star that bids the shepherd fold.
                    — John Milton
                        
                
                        O nightingale, that on yon bloomy spray warbl'st at eve, when all the woods are still.
                    — John Milton
                        
                
                        Liquid lapse of murmuring streams.
                    — John Milton
                        
                
                        My race of glory run, and race of shame, and I shall shortly be with them at rest.
                    — John Milton
                        
                
                        Solitude sometimes is best society.
                    — John Milton
                        
                
                        Never can true reconcilement grow where wounds of deadly hate have pierced so deep...
                    — John Milton
                        
                
                        How sweet the name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear; It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear.
                    — John Newton
                        
                
                        How sweet the name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear It soothes his sorrow, heals his wounds, And drives away his fears.
                    — John Newton
                        
                
                        The wisdom that is from above, is not only pure, but also peaceable and gentle; and the lack of these qualifications, like the dead fly in the jar of ointment, will spoil the fragrance and efficacy of our labors. If we act in a wrong spirit—we shall bring little glory to God; do little good to our fellow creatures; and procure neither honor nor comfort to ourselves! If you can be content with showing your wit, and gaining the laugh on your side—you have an easy task!
                    — John Newton