“In a drama of the highest order there is little food for censure or hatred it teaches rather self-knowledge and self-respect.”
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.”
HopeAll Quotes by Percy Bysshe Shelley
“Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world, and makes familiar objects be as if they were not familiar.”
Beauty“Is it not odd that the only generous person I ever knew, who had money to be generous with, should be a stockbroker.”
Money“Music, when soft voices die Vibrates in the memory.”
Music“History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.”
History“Fear not for the future, weep not for the past.”
Fear“Revenge is the naked idol of the worship of a semi-barbarous age.”
Age“The great instrument of moral good is the imagination.”
Imagination“Twin-sister of Religion, Selfishness.”
Religion“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.”
Hope“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.”
Sad“Reason respects the differences, and imagination the similitudes of things.”
Imagination“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.”
Change“Soul meets soul on lovers' lips.”
Valentinesday“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.”
War“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.”
Beauty“Death is the veil which those who live call life They sleep, and it is lifted.”
Death“Poetry is a mirror which makes beautiful that which is distorted.”
Poetry“Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.”
Sad“Poetry is a sword of lightning, ever unsheathed, which consumes the scabbard that would contain it.”
Poetry