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 SHELLEYA 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.
More Percy Bysshe Shelley Quotes
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This lake exceeds anything I ever beheld in beauty.
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And Spring arose on the garden fair, Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere; And each flower and herb on Earth’s dark breast rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.
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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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All love is sweet Given or returned. Common as light is love, And its familiar voice wearies not ever.
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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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Poets are the hierophants of an unapprehended inspiration; the mirrors of the gigantic shadows which futurity casts upon the present.
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Poetry is a sword of lightning, ever unsheathed, which consumes the scabbard that would contain it.
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Worse than a bloody hand is a hard heart.
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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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Love’s very pain is sweet.
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Sometimes The Devil is a gentleman.
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If God has spoken, why is the world not convinced.
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The great instrument of moral good is the imagination.
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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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I love snow, snow, and all the forms of radiant frost.
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