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"Each "way of thinking" has its own shape and color, which wax and wane like the moon."
"Last season when things weren't working out, I thought we needed a different voice around the place."
"But I never, never thought of the ministry nor did - of course, television when I was growing up, there was no television. So I didn't know anything about it."
"We seldom find people ungrateful so long as it is thought we can serve them."
"Wicked thoughts and worthless efforts gradually set their mark on the face, especially the eyes."
"I've been drunk for about a week now, and I thought it might sober me up to sit in a library."
Explore more quotes by Percy Bysshe Shelley
"Is it not odd that the only generous person I ever knew, who had money to be generous with, should be a stockbroker."
"Hence in solitude, or that deserted state when we are surrounded by human beings and yet they sympathize not with us, we love the flowers, the grass, the waters, and the sky. In the motion of the very leaves of spring, in the blue air, there is then found a secret correspondence with our heart."
"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."
"Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world, and makes familiar objects be as if they were not familiar."
"Ozymandias'I met a traveller from an antique landWho said: 'Two vast and trunkless legs of stoneStand in the desert. Near them on the sand,Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frownAnd wrinkled lip and sneer of cold commandTell that its sculptor well those passions readWhich yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.And on the pedestal these words appear:'My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings:Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!'Nothing beside remains. Round the decayOf that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,The lone and level sands stretch far away."
"And the Spring arose on the garden fair,Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;And each flower and herb on Earth's dark breastRose from the dreams of its wintry rest."
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