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Soul meets soul on lovers’ lips.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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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
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
Hell is a city much like London A populous and smoky city.
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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
When my cats aren’t happy, I’m not happy. Not because I care about their mood but because I know they’re just sitting there thinking up ways to get even.
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Care Cat Happiness Myself Thinking Way
Man who man would be, must rule the empire of himself.
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A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.
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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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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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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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Believe Love Ourselves Place See Soul Wasted
This lake exceeds anything I ever beheld in beauty.
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Appearance Beautiful Lake Myself
When a man marries, dies, or turns Hindu, his best friends hear no more of him.
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Are we not formed, as notes of music are, For one another, though dissimilar?
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Build Music Oneself Togetherness
I love tranquil solitude.
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Soul meets soul on lovers’ lips.
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Music, when soft voices die Vibrates in the memory.
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Death Memories Music Soft Vibration Voice

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