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 SHELLEYAll love is sweet Given or returned. Common as light is love, And its familiar voice wearies not ever.
More Percy Bysshe Shelley Quotes
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The young moon has fed Her exhausted horn With the sunset’s fire.
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It is only by softening and disguising dead flesh by culinary preparation that it is rendered susceptible of mastication or digestion, and that the sight of its bloody juices and raw horror does not excite intolerable loathing and disgust.
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In fact, truth cannot be communicated until it is perceived.
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Then black despair, The shadow of a starless night, was thrown Over the world in which I moved alone.
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This lake exceeds anything I ever beheld in beauty.
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Fame, power, and gold, are loved for their own sakes – are worshipped with a blind, habitual idolatry.
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Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
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A single word even may be a spark of inextinguishable thought.
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Only nature knows how to justly proportion to the fault the punishment it deserves.
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Man who man would be, must rule the empire of himself.
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When the lamp is shattered The light in the dust lies dead – When the cloud is scattered The rainbow’s glory is shed.
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Love’s very pain is sweet.
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The pleasure that is in sorrow is sweeter than the pleasure of pleasure itself.
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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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When the power of imparting joy is equal to the will, the human soul requires no other heaven.
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