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Fate, Time, Occasion, Chance, and Change? To these All things are subject but eternal love.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

Life and the world, or whatever we call that which we are and feel, is an astonishing thing. The mist of familiarity obscures from us the wonder of our being. We are struck with admiration at some of its transient modifications, but it is itself the great miracle.
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY

Beautiful Feeling Greatness Life Miracle Nature Wonderful World
Before man can be free, and equal, and truly wise, he must cast aside the chains of habit and superstition; he must strip sensuality of its pomp, and selfishness of its excuses, and contemplate actions and objects as they really are.
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Action Equality Freedom Habit Man Object Selfish True Wisdom
A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.
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Bird Cheerful Darkness Poet Solitude Sound Sweet
The psychological and moral comfort of a presence at once humble and understanding-this is the greatest benefit that the dog has bestowed upon man.
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Comfortable Dog Humble Man Moral Presence
Words are but holy as the deeds they cover.
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Action Religious Word
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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Blood Disguise Excitement Hate Horror Preparation Soft Tolerance
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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Each Other Goodness Heart Light Love Morning Night
The jealous keys of truth’s eternal doors.
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Door Forever Jealous Key Truth
A man, to be greatly good, must imagine intensely and comprehensively; he must put himself in the place of another and of many others; the pains and pleasures of his species must become his own.
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Goodness Greatness Happiness Himself Imagination Intense Man Pain Place
Man who man would be, must rule the empire of himself.
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Himself Kingdom Man Rule
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
First our pleasures die – and then our hopes, and then our fears – and when these are dead, the debt is due dust claims dust – and we die too.
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Death Fear Happiness Hope Ourselves
Honour sits smiling at the sale of truth.
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Honor One Liner Smile Truth
Hell is a city much like London A populous and smoky city.
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City Fame Hell Popular Smoke
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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Garden Growth Kiss Light Night Open Plant Wind Young
I have made my bed In charnels and on coffins, where black death Keeps record of the trophies won.
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Bed Black Death Myself Reward Win

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