Honour sits smiling at the sale of truth.
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEYThen black despair, The shadow of a starless night, was thrown Over the world in which I moved alone.
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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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Words are but holy as the deeds they cover.
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Hell is a city much like London A populous and smoky city.
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Man who man would be, must rule the empire of himself.
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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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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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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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Love’s very pain is sweet.
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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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When the power of imparting joy is equal to the will, the human soul requires no other heaven.
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Fear not for the future, weep not for the past.
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There Is No God. This negation must be understood solely to affect a creative Deity. The hypothesis of a pervading Spirit co-eternal with the universe remains unshaken.
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Rise like Lions after slumber In unvanquishable number- Shake your chains to earth like dew Which in sleep had fallen on you Ye are many-they are few.
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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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Joy, once lost, is pain.
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