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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.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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Joy, once lost, is pain.
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In fact, truth cannot be communicated until it is perceived.
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Love’s very pain is sweet, But its reward is in the world divine Which, if not here, it builds beyond the grave.
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Then black despair, The shadow of a starless night, was thrown Over the world in which I moved alone.
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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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The great instrument of moral good is the imagination.
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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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Fate, Time, Occasion, Chance, and Change? To these All things are subject but eternal love.
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The man of virtuous soul commands not, nor obeys.
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Sometimes The Devil is a gentleman.
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First our pleasures die – and then our hopes, and then our fears – and when these are dead, the debt is due dust claims dust – and we die too.
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Hell is a city much like London A populous and smoky city.
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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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Music, when soft voices die Vibrates in the memory.
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It is not a merit to tolerate, but rather a crime to be intolerant.
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Words are but holy as the deeds they cover.
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