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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.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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In fact, truth cannot be communicated until it is perceived.
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Communication Fact Fear Truth
I love tranquil solitude.
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Love Myself One Liner Solitude Tranquility
Fame, power, and gold, are loved for their own sakes – are worshipped with a blind, habitual idolatry.
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Fame Gold Idol Love Power Worship
Music, when soft voices die Vibrates in the memory.
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Death Memories Music Soft Vibration Voice
Government is an evil; it is only the thoughtlessness and vices of men that make it a necessary evil. When all men are good and wise, government will of itself decay.
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Evil Goodness Government Man Necessary Thinking Vice Willing
A single word even may be a spark of inextinguishable thought.
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Literature Power Thinking Word
The jealous keys of truth’s eternal doors.
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Door Forever Jealous Key Truth
Familiar acts are beautiful through love.
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Act Action Beautiful Love
I love snow, snow, and all the forms of radiant frost.
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Love Myself Radiance Snow
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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Blood Disguise Excitement Hate Horror Preparation Soft Tolerance
Fate, Time, Occasion, Chance, and Change? To these All things are subject but eternal love.
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Chance Change Fate Forever Love Time
Love withers under constraints: its very essence is liberty: it is compatible neither with obedience, jealousy, nor fear.
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Essence Fear Jealous Liberty Love Obedience
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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Earth Fall Rise Sleep Yourself
It is not a merit to tolerate, but rather a crime to be intolerant.
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Crime Difference Tolerance
I wish no living thing to suffer pain.
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY

Live Myself One Liner Pain Suffering
War is the statesman’s game, the priest’s delight, the lawyer’s jest, the hired assassin’s trade.
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Game Law Trade War

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