708 Quotes by Percy Bysshe Shelley

There is no real wealth but the labor of man. Were the mountains of gold and the valleys of silver, the world would not be one grain of corn richer; not one comfort would be added to the human race.

Such hope, as is the sick despair of good, / Such fear, as is the certainty of ill, / Such doubt, as is pale Expectation’s food / Turned while she tastes to poison, when the will / Is powerless, and the spirit...

Teach me half the gladness / That thy brain must know, / Such harmonious madness / From my lips would flow / The world should listen then—as I am listening now.

Away, away, from men and towns, / To the wildwood and the downs, — / To the silent wilderness, / Where the soul need not repress its music.”

The great instrument of moral good is imagination.

Love withers under constraints: its very essence is liberty: it is compatible neighs with obedience. jealousy, nor fear.