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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.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.
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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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All love is sweet Given or returned. Common as light is love, And its familiar voice wearies not ever.
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The warm sun is failing, the bleak wind is wailing, The bare boughs are sighing, the pale flowers are dying, And the Year On the earth her death-bed, in a shroud of leaves dead, Is lying.
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Are we not formed, as notes of music are, For one another, though dissimilar?
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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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I love tranquil solitude.
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Love Myself One Liner Solitude Tranquility
Fear not for the future, weep not for the past.
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Cry Fear Future Past
Rise like Lions after slumber In unvanquishable number- Shake your chains to earth like dew Which in sleep had fallen on you Ye are many-they are few.
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Earth Fall Rise Sleep Yourself
Words are but holy as the deeds they cover.
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Action Religious Word
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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Death Fear Happiness Hope Ourselves
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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Laughter Myself Rain Thunder Travel
A single word even may be a spark of inextinguishable thought.
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O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?
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Hard Time Inspirational Spring Struggle Wind
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
Nothing wilts faster than laurels that have been rested upon.
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Death Fast Rest

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