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.
There is no real wealth but the labour of man. Were the mountains of gold and the valleys of silver, the world would not be one grain of corn the richer; no one comfort would be added to the human race.
The wise want love; and those who love want wisdom.
History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.
"Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God." Blessed are those who have preserved internal sanctity of soul; who are conscious of no secret deceit; who are the same in act as they are in desire; who conceal no thought, no tendencies of thought, from their own conscience; who are faithful and sincere witnesses, before the tribunal of their own judgments, of all that passes within their mind. Such as these shall see God.
Man who man would be, must rule the empire of himself.
In fact, truth cannot be communicated until it is perceived.
See the mountains kiss high Heaven And the waves clasp one another; No sister-flower would be forgiven If it disdained its brother; And the sunlight clasps the earth, And the moonbeams kiss the sea - What is all this sweet work worth If thou kiss not me?
Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world, and makes familiar objects be as if they were not familiar.
All of us who are worth anything, spend our manhood in unlearning the follies, or expiating the mistakes of our youth.
Joy, once lost, is pain
A dream has power to poison sleep.
Fate,Time,Occasion,Chance, and Change? To these All things are subject but eternal love.
If God has spoken, why is the world not convinced.
Nothing in the world is single, All things by a law divine, In one spirit meet and mingle-Why not I with thine?
Familiar acts are beautiful through love.
There Is No God. This negation must be understood solely to affect a creative Deity. The hypothesis of a pervading Spirit co-eternal with the universe remains unshaken.
My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Words are but holy as the deeds they cover.
Honour sits smiling at the sale of truth.
There is no disease, bodily or mental, which adoption of vegetable diet, and pure water has not infallibly mitigated, wherever the experiment has been fairly tried.
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.
Oh lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud! I fall upon the thorns of life! I bleed!
Poetry is the record of the best and happiest moments of the happiest and best minds.
I have drunken deep of joy, And I will taste no other wine tonight.
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