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Then black despair, The shadow of a starless night, was thrown Over the world in which I moved alone.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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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 more we study the more we discover our ignorance.
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If a person’s religious ideas correspond not with your own, love him nevertheless.
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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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Man who man would be, must rule the empire of himself.
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Words are but holy as the deeds they cover.
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Familiar acts are beautiful through love.
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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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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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Joy, once lost, is 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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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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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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We look before and after, And pine for what is not; Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
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If God has spoken, why is the world not convinced.
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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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