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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.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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In fact, truth cannot be communicated until it is perceived.
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Soul meets soul on lovers’ lips.
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I love snow, snow, and all the forms of radiant frost.
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Worse than a bloody hand is a hard heart.
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I love tranquil solitude And such society As is quiet, wise, and good.
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Poets, not otherwise than philosophers, painters, sculptors, and musicians, are, in one sense, the creators, and, in another, the creations, of their age.
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I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under; And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
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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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I have made my bed In charnels and on coffins, where black death Keeps record of the trophies won.
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Music, when soft voices die Vibrates in the memory.
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This lake exceeds anything I ever beheld in beauty.
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Man who man would be, must rule the empire of himself.
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I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, when the winds are breathing low, and the stars are shining bright.
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War is the statesman’s game, the priest’s delight, the lawyer’s jest, the hired assassin’s trade.
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Fear not for the future, weep not for the past.
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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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