A God made by man undoubtedly has need of man to make himself known to man. — 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
There are two Italies.... The one is the most sublime and lovely contemplation that can be conceived by the imagination of man;… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Ere Babylon was dust, The Magus Zoroaster, my dead child, Met his own image walking in the garden, That apparition, sole of… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Government is an evil; it is only the thoughtlessness and vices of men that make it a necessary evil. When all men… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
No man has a right to disturb the public peace, by personally resisting the execution of a law however bad. He ought… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
He gave man speech, and speech created thought, Which is the measure of the universe. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
In proportion as a man is selfish, so far has he receded from the motive which constitutes virtue. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
So soon as this want or power [of love] is dead, man becomes the living sepulchre of himself, and what yet survives… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Know what it is to be a child? It is to be something very different from the man of today. It is… — 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 Image
“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 Image
Titles are tinsel, power a corrupter, glorya bubble, and excessive wealth a libel on its possessor. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
“Poets and philosophers are the unacknowledged legislators of the world.” — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Dar'st thou amid the varied multitude To live alone, an isolated thing? — 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 thou gone?… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
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 Image