Percy Bysshe Shelley on breathe
Percy Bysshe Shelley87 quotes“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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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.
Percy Bysshe ShelleyPercy Bysshe Shelley I love tranquil solitude And such society As is quiet, wise, and good.
Percy Bysshe ShelleyPercy Bysshe Shelley Nothing in the world is single, All things by a law divine, In one spirit meet and mingle-Why not I with thine?
Percy Bysshe ShelleyPercy Bysshe Shelley War is the statesman’s game, the priest’s delight, the lawyer’s jest, the hired assassin’s trade.
Percy Bysshe ShelleyPercy Bysshe Shelley I have drunken deep of joy, And I will taste no other wine tonight.
Percy Bysshe ShelleyPercy Bysshe Shelley There is no disease, bodily or mental, which adoption of vegetable diet, and pure water has not infallibly mitigated, wherever the experiment has been fairly tried.
Percy Bysshe ShelleyPercy Bysshe Shelley Sometimes it’s better to put love into hugs than to put it into words. Soul meets soul on lovers’ lips.
Percy Bysshe ShelleyPercy Bysshe Shelley 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.
Percy Bysshe ShelleyPercy Bysshe Shelley 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.
Percy Bysshe ShelleyPercy Bysshe Shelley The more we study the more we discover our ignorance.
Percy Bysshe ShelleyPercy Bysshe Shelley The pleasure that is in sorrow is sweeter than the pleasure of pleasure itself.
Percy Bysshe ShelleyPercy Bysshe Shelley Life may change, but it may fly not; Hope may vanish, but can die not; Truth be veiled, but still it burneth; Love repulsed, – but it returneth!
Percy Bysshe ShelleyPercy Bysshe Shelley 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 ShelleyPercy Bysshe Shelley The howl of self-interest is loud but the heart is black which throbs solely to its note.
Percy Bysshe ShelleyPercy Bysshe Shelley The young moon has fed Her exhausted horn With the sunset’s fire.
Percy Bysshe ShelleyPercy Bysshe Shelley History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.
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Og MandinoOg Mandino All the gold in the world cannot buy a dying man one more breath so what does that make today worth?
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William WordsworthWilliam Wordsworth Credit is like a looking-glass, which when once sullied by a breath, may be wiped clear again; but if once cracked can never be repaired.
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