Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world, and makes familiar objects be as if they were not familiar.
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEYThe jealous keys of truth’s eternal doors.
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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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Man who man would be, must rule the empire of himself.
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Nothing wilts faster than laurels that have been rested upon.
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The great instrument of moral good is the imagination.
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The howl of self-interest is loud but the heart is black which throbs solely to its note.
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Joy, once lost, is pain.
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I love all waste And solitary places; where we taste The pleasure of believing what we see Is boundless, as we wish our souls to be.
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And Spring arose on the garden fair, Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere; And each flower and herb on Earth’s dark breast rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.
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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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Soul meets soul on lovers’ lips.
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The young moon has fed Her exhausted horn With the sunset’s fire.
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It is not a merit to tolerate, but rather a crime to be intolerant.
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In fact, truth cannot be communicated until it is perceived.
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If God has spoken, why is the world not convinced.
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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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Are we not formed, as notes of music are, For one another, though dissimilar?
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We look before and after, And pine for what is not; Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
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Poetry is a sword of lightning, ever unsheathed, which consumes the scabbard that would contain it.
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Sometimes it’s better to put love into hugs than to put it into words. Soul meets soul on lovers’ lips.
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I love tranquil solitude.
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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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The man of virtuous soul commands not, nor obeys.
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If a person’s religious ideas correspond not with your own, love him nevertheless.
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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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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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