708 Quotes by Percy Bysshe Shelley

I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne, and yet must bear.

Poetry is a sword of lightning, ever unsheathed, which consumes the scabbard that would contain it.

The crime of inquiry is one which religion never has forgiven.

Worse than a bloody hand is a hard heart.

Of Planets, struggling fierce towards heaven's free wilderness.

Thou who didst waken from his summer dreams The blue Mediterranean, where he lay, Lull'd by the coil of his crystalline streams Beside a pumice isle in Baiæ's bay, And saw in sleep old palaces and towers Quivering within the wave's intenser day, All overgrown with azure moss and flowers So sweet, the sense faints picturing them.

Man's yesterday may never be like his morrow; Nought may endure but Mutability.

Sometimes it's better to put love into hugs than to put it into words. Soul meets soul on lovers' lips.

Duty and dereliction guide thee back to solitude.