708 Quotes by Percy Bysshe Shelley

O’er Egypt’s land of memory floods are level, And they are thine, O Nile! and well thou knowest The soul-sustaining airs and blasts of evil, And fruits, and poisons spring where’er thou flowest.

Sounds of vernal showers On the twinkling grass, Rain awaken’d flowers, All that ever was Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass.

For this is the most civil sort of lie That can be given to a man’s face. I now Say what I think.

Lord Byron doesn’t have a life plan. He doesn’t have a day plan. I once found a note that he wrote to himself that said: ’put on pants.

War, waged from whatever motive, extinguishes the sentiment of reason and justice in the mind.

The most fertile districts of the habitable globe are now actually cultivated by men for animals, at a delay and waste of aliment absolutely incapable of calculation.

The desire of the moth for the star.

Whatever talents a person may possess to amuse and instruct others, be they ever so inconsiderable, he is yet bound to exert them: if his attempt be ineffectual, let the punishment of an unaccomplished purpose have been sufficient; let none trouble themselves to heap the dust of oblivion upon his efforts; the pile they raise will betray his grave which might otherwise have been unknown.

Poetry defeats the curse which binds us to be subjected to the accident of surrounding impressions.