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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?

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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The more we study the more we discover our ignorance.
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Strange thoughts beget strange deeds.
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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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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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When the power of imparting joy is equal to the will, the human soul requires no other heaven.
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Hell is a city much like London A populous and smoky city.
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Love withers under constraints: its very essence is liberty: it is compatible neither with obedience, jealousy, nor fear.
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I love tranquil solitude And such society As is quiet, wise, and good.
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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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All love is sweet Given or returned. Common as light is love, And its familiar voice wearies not ever.
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The warm sun is failing, the bleak wind is wailing, The bare boughs are sighing, the pale flowers are dying, And the Year On the earth her death-bed, in a shroud of leaves dead, Is lying.
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Familiar acts are beautiful through love.
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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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I love snow, snow, and all the forms of radiant frost.
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Worse than a bloody hand is a hard heart.
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History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.
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