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To hearts which near each other move From evening close to morning light,The night is good; because, my love,They never say good-night.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under; And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
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Fame, power, and gold, are loved for their own sakes – are worshipped with a blind, habitual idolatry.
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Sometimes The Devil is a gentleman.
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Words are but holy as the deeds they cover.
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In fact, truth cannot be communicated until it is perceived.
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Communication Fact Fear Truth
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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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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Breathe Bright Dreams Night Shine Sleep Stars
I love tranquil solitude And such society As is quiet, wise, and good.
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Goodness Love Myself Quiet Solitude Tranquility Wisdom
Nothing wilts faster than laurels that have been rested upon.
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Death Fast Rest
Rise like Lions after slumber In unvanquishable number- Shake your chains to earth like dew Which in sleep had fallen on you Ye are many-they are few.
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Earth Fall Rise Sleep Yourself
War is the statesman’s game, the priest’s delight, the lawyer’s jest, the hired assassin’s trade.
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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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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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Worse than a bloody hand is a hard heart.
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The pleasure that is in sorrow is sweeter than the pleasure of pleasure itself.
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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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