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Heaven’s ebon vault Studded with stars unutterably bright, Through which the moon’s unclouded grandeur rolls, Seems like a canopy which love has spread To curtain her sleeping world.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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To hearts which near each other move From evening close to morning light,The night is good; because, my love,They never say good-night.
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The pleasure that is in sorrow is sweeter than the pleasure of pleasure itself.
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Strange thoughts beget strange deeds.
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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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Soul meets soul on lovers’ lips.
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When a thing is said to be not worth refuting you may be sure that either it is flagrantly stupid – in which case all comment is superfluous – or it is something formidable, the very crux of the problem.
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Worse than a bloody hand is a hard heart.
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Only nature knows how to justly proportion to the fault the punishment it deserves.
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If a person’s religious ideas correspond not with your own, love him nevertheless.
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Joy, once lost, is pain.
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When a man marries, dies, or turns Hindu, his best friends hear no more of him.
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A sensitive plant in a garden grew, And the young winds fed it with silver dew, And it opened its fan like leaves to the light, and closed them beneath the kisses of night.
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