Are we not formed, as notes of music are, For one another, though dissimilar?
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEYIt 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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Fear not for the future, weep not for the past.
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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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I have drunken deep of joy, And I will taste no other wine tonight.
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Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
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Only nature knows how to justly proportion to the fault the punishment it deserves.
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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 have been a wanderer among distant fields. I have sailed down mighty rivers.
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This lake exceeds anything I ever beheld in beauty.
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When a thing is said to be not worth refuting you may be sure that either it is flagrantly stupid – in which case all comment is superfluous – or it is something formidable, the very crux of the problem.
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Love withers under constraints: its very essence is liberty: it is compatible neither with obedience, jealousy, nor fear.
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There is no disease, bodily or mental, which adoption of vegetable diet, and pure water has not infallibly mitigated, wherever the experiment has been fairly tried.
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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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The psychological and moral comfort of a presence at once humble and understanding-this is the greatest benefit that the dog has bestowed upon man.
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History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.
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Sometimes it’s better to put love into hugs than to put it into words. Soul meets soul on lovers’ lips.
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