When the power of imparting joy is equal to the will, the human soul requires no other heaven. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
I know the cause of all human disappointment -- worldly prejudice. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
The thoughts which the word "God" suggests to the human mind are susceptible of as many variations as human minds themselves. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
A system could not well have been devised more studiously hostile to human happiness than marriage. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Chastity is a monkish and evangelical superstition, a greater foe to natural temperance even than unintellectual sensuality; it strikes at the root… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
The everlasting universe of things Flows through the mind, and rolls its rapid waves, Now dark--now glittering--now reflecting gloom-- Now lending splendour,… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
There is no real wealth but the labour of man. Were the mountains of gold and the valleys of silver, the world… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Power, like a desolating pestilence, Pollutes whate'er it touches; and obedience, Bane of all genius, virtue, freedom, truth, Makes slaves of men,… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
By all that is sacred in our hope for the human race, I conjure those who love happiness and truth to give… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
I know The past and thence I will essay to glean A warning for the future, so that man May profit by… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
There is no real wealth but the labor of people. Were the mountains of gold and silver, the world would not be… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Unfathomable Sea! whose waves are years, Ocean of Time, whose waters of deep woe Are brackish with the salt of human tears!… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
The day becomes more solemn and serene When noon is past; there is a harmony In autumn, and a lustre in its… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Spirit of BEAUTY, that dost consecrate With thine own hues all thou dost shine upon Of human thought or form, where art… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
The awful shadow of some unseen Power Floats though unseen among us; visiting This various world with as inconstant wing As summer… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
True Love in this differs from gold and clay, That to divide is not to take away. Love is like understanding, that… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
In each human heart terror survives The ravin it has gorged: the loftiest fear All that they would disdain to think were… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Human vanity is so constituted that it stiffens before difficulties. The more an object conceals itself from our eyes, the greater the… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
If all the thought which had been expended on the construction of engines of agony and death - the modes of aggression… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
All things are sold: the very light of heaven is venal; earth's unsparing gifts of love, the smallest and most despicable things… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
The everlasting universe of things Flows through the mind, and rolls its rapid waves, Now dark--now glittering--now reflecting gloom-- Now lending splendour, where from… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share
“Though we eat little flesh and drink no wine, Yet let's be merry; we'll have tea and toast; Custards for supper, and an endless… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share
Titles are tinsel, power a corrupter, glorya bubble, and excessive wealth a libel on its possessor. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share
“Poets and philosophers are the unacknowledged legislators of the world.” — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share
Dar'st thou amid the varied multitude To live alone, an isolated thing? — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share
Spirit of BEAUTY, that dost consecrate With thine own hues all thou dost shine upon Of human thought or form, where art thou gone?… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share
I love tranquil solitude, And such society As is quiet, wise, and good; Between thee and me What difference? but thou dost possess The… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share
The practice of utter sincerity towards other men would avail to no good end, if they were incapable of practising it towards their own… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share
Thou shoreless flood, which in thy ebb and flow claspest the limits of mortality. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share
Senseless is the breast and cold Which relenting love would fold; Bloodless are the veins and chill Which the pulse of pain did fill;… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share
