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.
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEYThere 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!
More Percy Bysshe Shelley Quotes
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To hearts which near each other move From evening close to morning light,The night is good; because, my love,They never say good-night.
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A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.
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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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The young moon has fed Her exhausted horn With the sunset’s fire.
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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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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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The jealous keys of truth’s eternal doors.
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Joy, once lost, is pain.
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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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Then black despair, The shadow of a starless night, was thrown Over the world in which I moved alone.
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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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Love’s very pain is sweet.
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Fear not for the future, weep not for the past.
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I love tranquil solitude And such society As is quiet, wise, and good.
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I pant, I sink, I tremble, I expire!
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