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Rise like Lions after slumber In unvanquishable number- Shake your chains to earth like dew Which in sleep had fallen on you Ye are many-they are few.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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Only nature knows how to justly proportion to the fault the punishment it deserves.
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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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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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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.
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All of us who are worth anything, spend our manhood in unlearning the follies, or expiating the mistakes of our youth.
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I love snow, snow, and all the forms of radiant frost.
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History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.
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There 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!
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In fact, truth cannot be communicated until it is perceived.
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If a person’s religious ideas correspond not with your own, love him nevertheless.
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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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The howl of self-interest is loud but the heart is black which throbs solely to its note.
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Are we not formed, as notes of music are, For one another, though dissimilar?
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A single word even may be a spark of inextinguishable thought.
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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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