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Love withers under constraints: its very essence is liberty: it is compatible neither with obedience, jealousy, nor fear.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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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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The great instrument of moral good is the imagination.
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I love tranquil solitude.
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I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, when the winds are breathing low, and the stars are shining bright.
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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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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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Poets are the hierophants of an unapprehended inspiration; the mirrors of the gigantic shadows which futurity casts upon the present.
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There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky, which through the summer is not heard or seen, as if it could not be, as if it had not been!
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If God has spoken, why is the world not convinced.
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The howl of self-interest is loud but the heart is black which throbs solely to its note.
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War is the statesman’s game, the priest’s delight, the lawyer’s jest, the hired assassin’s trade.
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Sometimes The Devil is a gentleman.
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See the mountains kiss high Heaven And the waves clasp one another; No sister-flower would be forgiven If it disdained its brother; And the sunlight clasps the earth, And the moonbeams kiss the sea – What is all this sweet work worth If thou kiss not me?
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I pant, I sink, I tremble, I expire!
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In fact, truth cannot be communicated until it is perceived.
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Words are but holy as the deeds they cover.
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