Percy Bysshe Shelley
The soul's joy lies in doing.Collection: Wisdom
Soul meets soul on lovers' lips.Collection: Valentines
Obscenity, which is ever blasphemy against the divine beauty in life, is a monster for which the corruption of society forever brings forth new food, which it devours in secret.Collection: Beauty
We look before and after, And pine for what is not; Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.Collection: Sad
Poetry is a sword of lightning, ever unsheathed, which consumes the scabbard that would contain it.Collection: Poetry
Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world, and makes familiar objects be as if they were not familiar.Collection: Poetry
Familiar acts are beautiful through love.Collection: Love
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.Collection: Imagination
Fear not for the future, weep not for the past.Collection: Future
Twin-sister of Religion, Selfishness.Collection: Religion
History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.Collection: Time
Revenge is the naked idol of the worship of a semi-barbarous age.Collection: Age
Government is an evil; it is only the thoughtlessness and vices of men that make it a necessary evil. When all men are good and wise, government will of itself decay.Collection: Men
The great instrument of moral good is the imagination.Collection: Imagination
In a drama of the highest order there is little food for censure or hatred; it teaches rather self-knowledge and self-respect.Collection: Food
Concerning God, freewill and destiny: Of all that earth has been or yet may be, all that vain men imagine or believe, or hope can paint or suffering may achieve, we descanted.Collection: Hope
Change is certain. Peace is followed by disturbances; departure of evil men by their return. Such recurrences should not constitute occasions for sadness but realities for awareness, so that one may be happy in the interim.Collection: Peace
O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?Collection: Nature
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.Collection: Sad
Only nature knows how to justly proportion to the fault the punishment it deserves.Collection: Nature
Man has no right to kill his brother. It is no excuse that he does so in uniform: he only adds the infamy of servitude to the crime of murder.Collection: War
Poetry is a mirror which makes beautiful that which is distorted.Collection: Poetry
A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.Collection: Poetry
Reason respects the differences, and imagination the similitudes of things.Collection: Imagination
Poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world.Collection: Poetry
Music, when soft voices die Vibrates in the memory.Collection: Music
War is the statesman's game, the priest's delight, the lawyer's jest, the hired assassin's trade.Collection: War
Poetry is the record of the best and happiest moments of the happiest and best minds.Collection: Poetry
The more we study the more we discover our ignorance.
Nothing wilts faster than laurels that have been rested upon.
All of us who are worth anything, spend our manhood in unlearning the follies, or expiating the mistakes of our youth.
I have drunken deep of joy, And I will taste no other wine tonight.
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!
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.
Death is the veil which those who live call life; They sleep, and it is lifted.
The pleasure that is in sorrow is sweeter than the pleasure of pleasure itself.
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.
Tragedy delights by affording a shadow of the pleasure which exists in pain.
If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?
There is no real wealth but the labor of man.
Love is free; to promise for ever to love the same woman is not less absurd than to promise to believe the same creed; such a vow in both cases excludes us from all inquiry.
I think that the leaf of a tree, the meanest insect on which we trample, are in themselves arguments more conclusive than any which can be adduced that some vast intellect animates Infinity.
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.
The man of virtuous soul commands not, nor obeys.
Man's yesterday may never be like his morrow; Nought may endure but Mutability.
Is it not odd that the only generous person I ever knew, who had money to be generous with, should be a stockbroker.
Sometimes it's better to put love into hugs than to put it into words. Soul meets soul on lovers' lips.Collection: Soul