Strange thoughts beget strange deeds.
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEYIt 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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Love’s very pain is sweet, But its reward is in the world divine Which, if not here, it builds beyond the grave.
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History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.
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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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I pant, I sink, I tremble, I expire!
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This lake exceeds anything I ever beheld in beauty.
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Nothing wilts faster than laurels that have been rested upon.
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The pleasure that is in sorrow is sweeter than the pleasure of pleasure itself.
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Honour sits smiling at the sale of truth.
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A single word even may be a spark of inextinguishable thought.
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Familiar acts are beautiful through love.
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Sometimes The Devil is a gentleman.
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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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Love’s very pain is sweet.
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All love is sweet Given or returned. Common as light is love, And its familiar voice wearies not ever.
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I love tranquil solitude And such society As is quiet, wise, and good.
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