Poetry is the record of the best and happiest moments of the happiest and best minds.
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEYLove withers under constraints: its very essence is liberty: it is compatible neither with obedience, jealousy, nor fear.
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Nothing in the world is single, All things by a law divine, In one spirit meet and mingle-Why not I with thine?
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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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Worse than a bloody hand is a hard heart.
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History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.
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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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Fear not for the future, weep not for the past.
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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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Nothing wilts faster than laurels that have been rested upon.
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The jealous keys of truth’s eternal doors.
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There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky, which through the summer is not heard or seen, as if it could not be, as if it had not been!
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Are we not formed, as notes of music are, For one another, though dissimilar?
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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’s very pain is sweet.
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The howl of self-interest is loud but the heart is black which throbs solely to its note.
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Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world, and makes familiar objects be as if they were not familiar.
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