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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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The more we study the more we discover our ignorance.
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Worse than a bloody hand is a hard heart.
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A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.
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Love’s very pain is sweet, But its reward is in the world divine Which, if not here, it builds beyond the grave.
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History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.
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Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
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Dust to the dust! but the pure spirit shall flow Back to the burning fountain whence it came, A portion of the Eternal.
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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.
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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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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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Sometimes The Devil is a gentleman.
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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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Soul meets soul on lovers’ lips.
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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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This lake exceeds anything I ever beheld in beauty.
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I have been a wanderer among distant fields. I have sailed down mighty rivers.
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