Hell is a city much like London A populous and smoky city.
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEYAnd Spring arose on the garden fair, Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere; And each flower and herb on Earth’s dark breast rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.
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This lake exceeds anything I ever beheld in beauty.
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If God has spoken, why is the world not convinced.
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I love tranquil solitude.
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Sometimes it’s better to put love into hugs than to put it into words. Soul meets soul on lovers’ lips.
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The more we study the more we discover our ignorance.
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I have been a wanderer among distant fields. I have sailed down mighty rivers.
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I wish no living thing to suffer pain.
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When my cats aren’t happy, I’m not happy. Not because I care about their mood but because I know they’re just sitting there thinking up ways to get even.
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When the power of imparting joy is equal to the will, the human soul requires no other heaven.
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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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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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All love is sweet Given or returned. Common as light is love, And its familiar voice wearies not ever.
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I love snow, snow, and all the forms of radiant frost.
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I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under; And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
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Life may change, but it may fly not; Hope may vanish, but can die not; Truth be veiled, but still it burneth; Love repulsed, – but it returneth!
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