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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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War is the statesman’s game, the priest’s delight, the lawyer’s jest, the hired assassin’s trade.
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And Spring arose on the garden fair, Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere; And each flower and herb on Earth’s dark breast rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.
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If God has spoken, why is the world not convinced.
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Only nature knows how to justly proportion to the fault the punishment it deserves.
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I have been a wanderer among distant fields. I have sailed down mighty rivers.
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I wish no living thing to suffer pain.
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The great instrument of moral good is the imagination.
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I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under; And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
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Familiar acts are beautiful through love.
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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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Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
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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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Government is an evil; it is only the thoughtlessness and vices of men that make it a necessary evil. When all men are good and wise, government will of itself decay.
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Worse than a bloody hand is a hard heart.
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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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Soul meets soul on lovers’ lips.
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