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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.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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I love snow, snow, and all the forms of radiant frost.
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Love Myself Radiance Snow
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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Action Equality Freedom Habit Man Object Selfish True Wisdom
To hearts which near each other move From evening close to morning light,The night is good; because, my love,They never say good-night.
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Each Other Goodness Heart Light Love Morning Night
Soul meets soul on lovers’ lips.
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Lips Lover One Liner Relationship Soul Trouble
When the lamp is shattered The light in the dust lies dead – When the cloud is scattered The rainbow’s glory is shed.
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Break Death Glory Lie Light
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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Bright Heaven Herself Love Moon Sleep Stars World
Sometimes The Devil is a gentleman.
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Deep Devil Disguise Man One Liner
A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.
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Honour sits smiling at the sale of truth.
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Honor One Liner Smile Truth
It is not a merit to tolerate, but rather a crime to be intolerant.
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Crime Difference Tolerance
We look before and after, And pine for what is not; Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
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Laughter Look Pain Sadness Sincere Song Sweet Thinking
The psychological and moral comfort of a presence at once humble and understanding-this is the greatest benefit that the dog has bestowed upon man.
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Dust to the dust! but the pure spirit shall flow Back to the burning fountain whence it came, A portion of the Eternal.
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Burn Flow Forever Fountain Pure Spirit
Then black despair, The shadow of a starless night, was thrown Over the world in which I moved alone.
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Alone Black Myself Night Shadow Star World
History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.
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History Man Memories Poem Writing
The man of virtuous soul commands not, nor obeys.
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Command Man Obey Soul Virtue

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