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When the power of imparting joy is equal to the will, the human soul requires no other heaven.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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Fate, Time, Occasion, Chance, and Change? To these All things are subject but eternal love.
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History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.
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I love tranquil solitude.
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There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky, which through the summer is not heard or seen, as if it could not be, as if it had not been!
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I wish no living thing to suffer pain.
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The more we study the more we discover our ignorance.
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The jealous keys of truth’s eternal doors.
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Poets, not otherwise than philosophers, painters, sculptors, and musicians, are, in one sense, the creators, and, in another, the creations, of their age.
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It is not a merit to tolerate, but rather a crime to be intolerant.
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O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?
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It is only by softening and disguising dead flesh by culinary preparation that it is rendered susceptible of mastication or digestion, and that the sight of its bloody juices and raw horror does not excite intolerable loathing and disgust.
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Before man can be free, and equal, and truly wise, he must cast aside the chains of habit and superstition; he must strip sensuality of its pomp, and selfishness of its excuses, and contemplate actions and objects as they really are.
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War is the statesman’s game, the priest’s delight, the lawyer’s jest, the hired assassin’s trade.
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Heaven’s ebon vault Studded with stars unutterably bright, Through which the moon’s unclouded grandeur rolls, Seems like a canopy which love has spread To curtain her sleeping world.
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Hell is a city much like London A populous and smoky city.
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A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.
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