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Worse than a bloody hand is a hard heart.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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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
If a person’s religious ideas correspond not with your own, love him nevertheless.
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Himself Ideas Love Person Religious
Are we not formed, as notes of music are, For one another, though dissimilar?
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Build Music Oneself Togetherness
Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world, and makes familiar objects be as if they were not familiar.
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Beautiful Hide Poetry World
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
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Music Ourselves Sadness Song Sweet Talk Thinking
In fact, truth cannot be communicated until it is perceived.
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Communication Fact Fear Truth
The howl of self-interest is loud but the heart is black which throbs solely to its note.
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Black Heart Loud Note
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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Better Lips Love Soul Word
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
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
Fate, Time, Occasion, Chance, and Change? To these All things are subject but eternal love.
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Chance Change Fate Forever Love Time
I love snow, snow, and all the forms of radiant frost.
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Love Myself Radiance Snow
Fear not for the future, weep not for the past.
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Cry Fear Future Past
The man of virtuous soul commands not, nor obeys.
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Command Man Obey Soul Virtue
The great instrument of moral good is the imagination.
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Goodness Greatness Imagination Instrument Moral
Man who man would be, must rule the empire of himself.
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Himself Kingdom Man Rule

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