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It is not a merit to tolerate, but rather a crime to be intolerant.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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Sometimes it’s better to put love into hugs than to put it into words. Soul meets soul on lovers’ lips.
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Better Lips Love Soul Word
Life and the world, or whatever we call that which we are and feel, is an astonishing thing. The mist of familiarity obscures from us the wonder of our being. We are struck with admiration at some of its transient modifications, but it is itself the great miracle.
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History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.
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I love tranquil solitude And such society As is quiet, wise, and good.
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Goodness Love Myself Quiet Solitude Tranquility Wisdom
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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Learning Man Mistake Ourselves Worth Youth
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.
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Body Experiment Fair Mental Purity Sick Try Water
In fact, truth cannot be communicated until it is perceived.
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Communication Fact Fear Truth
This lake exceeds anything I ever beheld in beauty.
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Appearance Beautiful Lake Myself
If a person’s religious ideas correspond not with your own, love him nevertheless.
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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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Equality Heaven Human Joy Power Soul Willing
First our pleasures die – and then our hopes, and then our fears – and when these are dead, the debt is due dust claims dust – and we die too.
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Death Fear Happiness Hope Ourselves
The man of virtuous soul commands not, nor obeys.
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Command Man Obey Soul Virtue
Soul meets soul on lovers’ lips.
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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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Breathe Bright Dreams Night Shine Sleep Stars
Nothing wilts faster than laurels that have been rested upon.
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Death Fast Rest
I have made my bed In charnels and on coffins, where black death Keeps record of the trophies won.
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Bed Black Death Myself Reward Win

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