If a person’s religious ideas correspond not with your own, love him nevertheless.
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEYAnd 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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A single word even may be a spark of inextinguishable thought.
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History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.
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It is only by softening and disguising dead flesh by culinary preparation that it is rendered susceptible of mastication or digestion, and that the sight of its bloody juices and raw horror does not excite intolerable loathing and disgust.
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See the mountains kiss high Heaven And the waves clasp one another; No sister-flower would be forgiven If it disdained its brother; And the sunlight clasps the earth, And the moonbeams kiss the sea – What is all this sweet work worth If thou kiss not me?
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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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Fate, Time, Occasion, Chance, and Change? To these All things are subject but eternal love.
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The rich have become richer, and the poor have become poorer; and the vessel of the state is driven between the Scylla and Charybdis of anarchy and despotism.
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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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Sometimes The Devil is a gentleman.
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Poetry is a sword of lightning, ever unsheathed, which consumes the scabbard that would contain it.
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Hell is a city much like London A populous and smoky city.
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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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If God has spoken, why is the world not convinced.
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Words are but holy as the deeds they cover.
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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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