708 Quotes by Percy Bysshe Shelley

O world! O life! O time! On whose last steps I climb

My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!

Fear not for the future, weep not for the past.

Senseless is the breast and cold Which relenting love would fold; Bloodless are the veins and chill Which the pulse of pain did fill; Every little living nerve That from bitter words did swerve Round the tortur'd lips and brow, Are like sapless leaflets now Frozen upon December's bough.

I wish no living thing to suffer pain.

If God has spoken, why is the world not convinced.

Sow seed--but let no tyrant reap; Find wealth--let no imposter heap; Weave robes--let not the idle wear; Forge arms--in your defence to bear.

A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.

All spirits are enslaved which serve things evil