The great instrument of moral good is the imagination.
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEYWhen a thing is said to be not worth refuting you may be sure that either it is flagrantly stupid – in which case all comment is superfluous – or it is something formidable, the very crux of the problem.
More Percy Bysshe Shelley Quotes
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The man of virtuous soul commands not, nor obeys.
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Nothing in the world is single, All things by a law divine, In one spirit meet and mingle-Why not I with thine?
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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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I wish no living thing to suffer pain.
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War is the statesman’s game, the priest’s delight, the lawyer’s jest, the hired assassin’s trade.
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Poetry is the record of the best and happiest moments of the happiest and best minds.
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If God has spoken, why is the world not convinced.
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This lake exceeds anything I ever beheld in beauty.
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When a thing is said to be not worth refuting you may be sure that either it is flagrantly stupid – in which case all comment is superfluous – or it is something formidable, the very crux of the problem.
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Sing again, with your dear voice revealing. A tone Of some world far from ours, where music and moonlight and feeling are one.
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Fame, power, and gold, are loved for their own sakes – are worshipped with a blind, habitual idolatry.
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In fact, truth cannot be communicated until it is perceived.
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I have drunken deep of joy, And I will taste no other wine tonight.
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When a man marries, dies, or turns Hindu, his best friends hear no more of him.
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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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