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.
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEYThis lake exceeds anything I ever beheld in beauty.
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Away, away, from men and towns, To the wild wood and the downs, – To the silent wilderness, Where the soul need not repress Its music.
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The young moon has fed Her exhausted horn With the sunset’s fire.
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Hell is a city much like London A populous and smoky city.
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Joy, once lost, is pain.
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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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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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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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Fame, power, and gold, are loved for their own sakes – are worshipped with a blind, habitual idolatry.
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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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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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I have drunken deep of joy, And I will taste no other wine tonight.
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Worse than a bloody hand is a hard heart.
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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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The jealous keys of truth’s eternal doors.
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When a man marries, dies, or turns Hindu, his best friends hear no more of him.
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