708 Quotes by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Thus suicidal selfishness, that blights The fairest feelings of the opening heart, Is destined to decay, whilst from the soil Shall spring all virtue, all delight, all love, And judgment cease to wage unnatural war With passion’s unsubduable array.

Poetry thus makes immortal all that is best and most beautiful in the world.

Thou art Justice ne’er for gold May thy righteous laws be sold As laws are in England thou Shield’st alike the high and low.

Jealousy’s eyes are green.

If we reason we would be understood; if we imagine we would that the airy children of our brain were born anew within another’s; if we feel we would that another’s nerves should vibrate to our own, that the beams of their eyes should kindle at once and mix and melt into our own; that lips of motionless ice should not reply to lips quivering and burning with the heart’s best blood. This is love.

Where art thou, beloved To-morrow? When young and old, and strong and weak, Rich and poor, through joy and sorrow, Thy sweet smiles we ever seek, – In thy place – ah! well-a-day! We find the thing we fled – To-day!

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

My father Time is weak and gray With waiting for a better day; See how idiot-like he stands, Fumbling with his palsied hands!

The thoughts which the word “God” suggests to the human mind are susceptible of as many variations as human minds themselves.