| C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917. | | | | Satan |
| | | Satan, as a master, is bad; his work much worse; and his wages worst of all. Fuller. | 1 |
| | Here we may reign secure; and in my choice |
| To reign is worth ambition, though in hell. |
| Better to reign in hell than serve in heaven. |
Milton. | 2 |
| | The infernal serpent; he it was, whose guile, |
| Stirr’d up with envy and revenge, deceiv’d |
| The mother of mankind. |
Milton. | 3 |
| If Satan doth fetter us, ’tis indifferent to him whether it be by a cable or by hair; nay, perhaps the smallest sins are his greatest stratagems. Fuller. | 4 |
| | Meanwhile the adversary of God and man, |
| Satan, with thoughts inflam’d of highest design, |
| Puts on swift wings, and towards the gates of Hell |
| Explores his solitary flight; sometimes |
| He scours the right hand coast, sometimes the left: |
| Now shaves with level wing the deep; then soars |
| Up to the fiery concave, tow’ring high. |
Milton. | 5 | | |
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