In fact, truth cannot be communicated until it is perceived.
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEYFirst our pleasures die – and then our hopes, and then our fears – and when these are dead, the debt is due dust claims dust – and we die too.
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Sometimes The Devil is a gentleman.
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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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If a person’s religious ideas correspond not with your own, love him nevertheless.
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Man who man would be, must rule the empire of himself.
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History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.
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The man of virtuous soul commands not, nor obeys.
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All of us who are worth anything, spend our manhood in unlearning the follies, or expiating the mistakes of our youth.
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I love snow, snow, and all the forms of radiant frost.
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Life and the world, or whatever we call that which we are and feel, is an astonishing thing. The mist of familiarity obscures from us the wonder of our being. We are struck with admiration at some of its transient modifications, but it is itself the great miracle.
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First our pleasures die – and then our hopes, and then our fears – and when these are dead, the debt is due dust claims dust – and we die too.
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If God has spoken, why is the world not convinced.
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I have been a wanderer among distant fields. I have sailed down mighty rivers.
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The warm sun is failing, the bleak wind is wailing, The bare boughs are sighing, the pale flowers are dying, And the Year On the earth her death-bed, in a shroud of leaves dead, Is lying.
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Love’s very pain is sweet.
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I pant, I sink, I tremble, I expire!
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