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Love’s very pain is sweet.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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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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Game Law Trade War
History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.
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History Man Memories Poem Writing
The more we study the more we discover our ignorance.
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Deep Discover Ignorance Ourselves Study Wisdom
Man who man would be, must rule the empire of himself.
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I have been a wanderer among distant fields. I have sailed down mighty rivers.
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Distance Field Myself River Travel
Nothing wilts faster than laurels that have been rested upon.
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Death Fast Rest
I wish no living thing to suffer pain.
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Live Myself One Liner Pain Suffering
It is not a merit to tolerate, but rather a crime to be intolerant.
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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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Better Lips Love Soul Word
The pleasure that is in sorrow is sweeter than the pleasure of pleasure itself.
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Happiness Sorrow Sweet
When a man marries, dies, or turns Hindu, his best friends hear no more of him.
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Death Friendship Himself Man Marriage Religion
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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Comfortable Dog Humble Man Moral Presence
Only nature knows how to justly proportion to the fault the punishment it deserves.
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Deserve Justice Nature Punishment
Heaven’s ebon vault Studded with stars unutterably bright, Through which the moon’s unclouded grandeur rolls, Seems like a canopy which love has spread To curtain her sleeping world.
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Bright Heaven Herself Love Moon Sleep Stars World
O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?
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Hard Time Inspirational Spring Struggle Wind
Music, when soft voices die Vibrates in the memory.
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Death Memories Music Soft Vibration Voice

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