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Fame, power, and gold, are loved for their own sakes – are worshipped with a blind, habitual idolatry.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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Only nature knows how to justly proportion to the fault the punishment it deserves.
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Strange thoughts beget strange deeds.
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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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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
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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I love snow, snow, and all the forms of radiant frost.
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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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Love withers under constraints: its very essence is liberty: it is compatible neither with obedience, jealousy, nor fear.
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Man who man would be, must rule the empire of himself.
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If God has spoken, why is the world not convinced.
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Fear not for the future, weep not for the past.
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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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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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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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Life may change, but it may fly not; Hope may vanish, but can die not; Truth be veiled, but still it burneth; Love repulsed, – but it returneth!
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Joy, once lost, is pain.
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