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When the lamp is shattered The light in the dust lies dead – When the cloud is scattered The rainbow’s glory is shed.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

In fact, truth cannot be communicated until it is perceived.
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Communication Fact Fear Truth
Strange thoughts beget strange deeds.
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Action One Liner Result Strange Thinking
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
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
If God has spoken, why is the world not convinced.
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God Religion Satisfaction Talk World
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
Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world, and makes familiar objects be as if they were not familiar.
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Beautiful Hide Poetry World
A single word even may be a spark of inextinguishable thought.
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Literature Power Thinking Word
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
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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Learning Man Mistake Ourselves Worth Youth
Joy, once lost, is pain.
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Joy Lost Pain
Life and the world, or whatever we call that which we are and feel, is an astonishing thing. The mist of familiarity obscures from us the wonder of our being. We are struck with admiration at some of its transient modifications, but it is itself the great miracle.
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Beautiful Feeling Greatness Life Miracle Nature Wonderful World
I love all waste And solitary places; where we taste The pleasure of believing what we see Is boundless, as we wish our souls to be.
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Believe Love Ourselves Place See Soul Wasted
A sensitive plant in a garden grew, And the young winds fed it with silver dew, And it opened its fan like leaves to the light, and closed them beneath the kisses of night.
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Garden Growth Kiss Light Night Open Plant Wind Young
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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Change Death Fly Hope Life Return Truth
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

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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