708 Quotes by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Hell is a city much like London A populous and smoky city

Poetry is the record of the best and happiest moments of the happiest and best minds.

I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me- who knows how? To thy chamber-window, Sweet!

Whatever may be his true and final destination, there is a spirit within him at enmity with nothingness and dissolution. This is the character of all life and being.

Among true and real friends, all is common; and were ignorance and envy and superstition banished from the world, all mankind would be friend.

I love tranquil solitude And such society As is quiet, wise, and good.

I know the cause of all human disappointment -- worldly prejudice.

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

Spirit, Patience, Gentleness, All that can adorn and bless Art thou let deeds, not words, express Thine exceeding loveliness.