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Percy Bysshe Shelley

"Only nature knows how to justly proportion to the fault the punishment it deserves."

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"Only nature knows how to justly proportion to the fault the punishment it deserves."

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"If you will stay close to nature, to its simplicity, to the small things hardly noticeable, those things can unexpectedly become great and immeasurable."

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"Flowers are the beautiful hairs of the Mother Spring! Don't pluck them!"

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"Men are by nature merely indifferent to one another; but women are by nature enemies."

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"Sometimes, humanity surprises me with all its lack of control over the primordial urges. These innate urges are the biological traits that make us similar to the rest of the animal kingdom. But the modern qualities that make us superior to all the animals are intellect and self-control."

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"Retaliation is related to nature and instinct, not to law. Law, by definition, cannot obey the same rules as nature."

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"The Moon always finds an opportunity to turn our attention from the ground beneath our feet to the sky above our head!"

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"Everything in Nature contains all the powers of Nature. Everything is made of one hidden stuff."

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"Sand by the seashore is inestimable."

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"It is spring, let us dance and dream with flowers. Let us sing and enjoy the trees."

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"I have resolved on an enterprise that has no precedent and will have no imitator. I want to set before my fellow human beings a man in every way true to nature; and that man will be myself."

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"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."
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"Yes! all is past-swift time has fled away,Yet its swell pauses on my sickening mind;How long will horror nerve this frame of clay?I'm dead, and lingers yet my soul behind.Oh! powerful Fate, revoke thy deadly spell,And yet that may not ever, ever be,Heaven will not smile upon the work of Hell;Ah! no, for Heaven cannot smile on me;Fate, envious Fate, has sealed my wayward destiny."
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"A God made by man undoubtedly has need of man to make himself known to man."
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"War is a kind of superstition, the pageantry of arms and badges corrupts the imagination of men."
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"I arise from dreams of thee,And a spirit in my feetHas led me- who knows how?To thy chamber-window, Sweet!"
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"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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"Poetry is a sword of lightning, ever unsheathed, which consumes the scabbard that would contain it."
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"The soul's joy lies in doing."
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"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."
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"There was a Being whom my spirit oftMet on its visioned wanderings far aloft.A seraph of Heaven, too gentle to be human,Veiling beneath that radiant form of woman...."
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