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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 Shelley

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Poetry is a sword of lightning, ever unsheathed, which consumes the scabbard that would contain it.
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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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Man who man would be, must rule the empire of himself.
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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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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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Sing again, with your dear voice revealing. A tone Of some world far from ours, where music and moonlight and feeling are one.
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Nothing wilts faster than laurels that have been rested upon.
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I wish no living thing to suffer pain.
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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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All love is sweet Given or returned. Common as light is love, And its familiar voice wearies not ever.
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Are we not formed, as notes of music are, For one another, though dissimilar?
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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!
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I have drunken deep of joy, And I will taste no other wine tonight.
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The jealous keys of truth’s eternal doors.
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