When a man marries, dies, or turns Hindu, his best friends hear no more of him.
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEYRise 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.
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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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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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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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The great instrument of moral good is the imagination.
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Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world, and makes familiar objects be as if they were not familiar.
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Are we not formed, as notes of music are, For one another, though dissimilar?
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Strange thoughts beget strange deeds.
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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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Then black despair, The shadow of a starless night, was thrown Over the world in which I moved alone.
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Before man can be free, and equal, and truly wise, he must cast aside the chains of habit and superstition; he must strip sensuality of its pomp, and selfishness of its excuses, and contemplate actions and objects as they really are.
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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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This lake exceeds anything I ever beheld in beauty.
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Sometimes The Devil is a gentleman.
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Love’s very pain is sweet, But its reward is in the world divine Which, if not here, it builds beyond the grave.
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I love tranquil solitude And such society As is quiet, wise, and good.
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