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The rich have become richer, and the poor have become poorer; and the vessel of the state is driven between the Scylla and Charybdis of anarchy and despotism.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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Words are but holy as the deeds they cover.
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The young moon has fed Her exhausted horn With the sunset’s fire.
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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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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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