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The jealous keys of truth’s eternal doors.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
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Music Ourselves Sadness Song Sweet Talk Thinking
A single word even may be a spark of inextinguishable thought.
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Literature Power Thinking Word
Then black despair, The shadow of a starless night, was thrown Over the world in which I moved alone.
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Alone Black Myself Night Shadow Star World
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
I love tranquil solitude And such society As is quiet, wise, and good.
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Goodness Love Myself Quiet Solitude Tranquility Wisdom
The more we study the more we discover our ignorance.
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Deep Discover Ignorance Ourselves Study Wisdom
Only nature knows how to justly proportion to the fault the punishment it deserves.
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Deserve Justice Nature Punishment
Familiar acts are beautiful through love.
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Act Action Beautiful Love
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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Autumn Harmony See Sky Summer Thinking
Fame, power, and gold, are loved for their own sakes – are worshipped with a blind, habitual idolatry.
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Fame Gold Idol Love Power Worship
Fear not for the future, weep not for the past.
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Cry Fear Future Past
Strange thoughts beget strange deeds.
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Action One Liner Result Strange Thinking
Away, away, from men and towns, To the wild wood and the downs, – To the silent wilderness, Where the soul need not repress Its music.
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City Man Music Silence Soul Spiritual Wild
Poetry is a sword of lightning, ever unsheathed, which consumes the scabbard that would contain it.
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Consumption Light Poet Poetry Power
In fact, truth cannot be communicated until it is perceived.
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Communication Fact Fear Truth
Sometimes The Devil is a gentleman.
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Deep Devil Disguise Man One Liner

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