Man who man would be, must rule the empire of himself.
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEYMusic, when soft voices die Vibrates in the memory.
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Strange thoughts beget strange deeds.
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I wish no living thing to suffer pain.
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When my cats aren’t happy, I’m not happy. Not because I care about their mood but because I know they’re just sitting there thinking up ways to get even.
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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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A man, to be greatly good, must imagine intensely and comprehensively; he must put himself in the place of another and of many others; the pains and pleasures of his species must become his own.
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Worse than a bloody hand is a hard heart.
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Poetry is the record of the best and happiest moments of the happiest and best minds.
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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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I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under; And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
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Fear not for the future, weep not for the past.
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I have made my bed In charnels and on coffins, where black death Keeps record of the trophies won.
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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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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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There Is No God. This negation must be understood solely to affect a creative Deity. The hypothesis of a pervading Spirit co-eternal with the universe remains unshaken.
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Poets, not otherwise than philosophers, painters, sculptors, and musicians, are, in one sense, the creators, and, in another, the creations, of their age.
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