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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.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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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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I have been a wanderer among distant fields. I have sailed down mighty rivers.
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Dust to the dust! but the pure spirit shall flow Back to the burning fountain whence it came, A portion of the Eternal.
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Music, when soft voices die Vibrates in the memory.
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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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History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.
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Life and the world, or whatever we call that which we are and feel, is an astonishing thing. The mist of familiarity obscures from us the wonder of our being. We are struck with admiration at some of its transient modifications, but it is itself the great miracle.
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The more we study the more we discover our ignorance.
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Nothing in the world is single, All things by a law divine, In one spirit meet and mingle-Why not I with thine?
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Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
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The man of virtuous soul commands not, nor obeys.
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It is not a merit to tolerate, but rather a crime to be intolerant.
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When a thing is said to be not worth refuting you may be sure that either it is flagrantly stupid – in which case all comment is superfluous – or it is something formidable, the very crux of the problem.
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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 pant, I sink, I tremble, I expire!
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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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