Worse than a bloody hand is a hard heart.
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEYPoets, 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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A man, to be greatly good, must imagine intensely and comprehensively; he must put himself in the place of another and of many others; the pains and pleasures of his species must become his own.
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I love snow, snow, and all the forms of radiant frost.
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Familiar acts are beautiful through love.
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Fate, Time, Occasion, Chance, and Change? To these All things are subject but eternal love.
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Strange thoughts beget strange deeds.
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I love tranquil solitude.
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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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Love’s very pain is sweet, But its reward is in the world divine Which, if not here, it builds beyond the grave.
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See the mountains kiss high Heaven And the waves clasp one another; No sister-flower would be forgiven If it disdained its brother; And the sunlight clasps the earth, And the moonbeams kiss the sea – What is all this sweet work worth If thou kiss not me?
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A single word even may be a spark of inextinguishable thought.
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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 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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Rise like Lions after slumber In unvanquishable number- Shake your chains to earth like dew Which in sleep had fallen on you Ye are many-they are few.
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It is not a merit to tolerate, but rather a crime to be intolerant.
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Nothing wilts faster than laurels that have been rested upon.
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