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Famous As: Poet

Born On: August 4, 1792

Died On: July 8, 1822

Born In: England

Died At Age: 29

P B Shelley was an illustrious English lyric poet renowned as one of the most distinguished and influential Romantic poets. He possessed a radical approach, which was evident through his writings, poems, thoughts, social and political views; Shelley gained popularity posthumously. He was an eminent figure in close circle of visionary writers and poets that included ‘Thomas Love Peacock,’ ‘Mary Shelley,’ ‘Lord Byron,’ and ‘Leigh Hunt.’ Some of his classic works that are till date appreciated and appaluded include ‘When Soft Voices Die,’ ‘Ozymandias,’ ‘To a Skylark Music,’ ‘Hellas: A Lyrical Drama,’ ‘The Cenci,’ ‘The Revolt of Islam,’ ‘Queen Mab’, ‘The Masque of Anarchy,’ and ‘Ode To The West,’ besides various others. Zoom through the famous and quotable quotations and sayings by P B Shelley. Presenting some meaningful and enlightening thoughts and quotes by P B Shelley.
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Reason respects the differences, and imagination the similitudes of things.

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Music, when soft voices die Vibrates in the memory.

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Revenge is the naked idol of the worship of a semi-barbarous age.

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Man has no right to kill his brother. It is no excuse that he does so in uniform: he only adds the infamy of servitude to the crime of murder.

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Concerning God, freewill and destiny: Of all that earth has been or yet may be, all that vain men imagine or believe, or hope can paint or suffering may achieve, we descanted.

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Poetry is a sword of lightning, ever unsheathed, which consumes the scabbard that would contain it.

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All of us who are worth anything, spend our manhood in unlearning the follies, or expiating the mistakes of our youth.

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The man of virtuous soul commands not, nor obeys.

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Is it not odd that the only generous person I ever knew, who had money to be generous with, should be a stockbroker.

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The pleasure that is in sorrow is sweeter than the pleasure of pleasure itself.

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Government is an evil; it is only the thoughtlessness and vices of men that make it a necessary evil. When all men are good and wise, government will of itself decay.

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Death is the veil which those who live call life; They sleep, and it is lifted.

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Love is free; to promise for ever to love the same woman is not less absurd than to promise to believe the same creed; such a vow in both cases excludes us from all inquiry.

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First our pleasures die - and then our hopes, and then our fears - and when these are dead, the debt is due dust claims dust - and we die too.

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Man's yesterday may never be like his morrow; Nought may endure but Mutability.

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In a drama of the highest order there is little food for censure or hatred; it teaches rather self-knowledge and self-respect.

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Obscenity, which is ever blasphemy against the divine beauty in life, is a monster for which the corruption of society forever brings forth new food, which it devours in secret.

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Poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world.

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We look before and after, And pine for what is not; Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.

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A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.

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There is no real wealth but the labor of man.

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Twin-sister of Religion, Selfishness.

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When a thing is said to be not worth refuting you may be sure that either it is flagrantly stupid - in which case all comment is superfluous - or it is something formidable, the very crux of the problem.

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Tragedy delights by affording a shadow of the pleasure which exists in pain.

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Only nature knows how to justly proportion to the fault the punishment it deserves.

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War is the statesman's game, the priest's delight, the lawyer's jest, the hired assassin's trade.

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Familiar acts are beautiful through love.

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Poetry is the record of the best and happiest moments of the happiest and best minds.

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The great instrument of moral good is the imagination.

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The soul's joy lies in doing.

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Nothing wilts faster than laurels that have been rested upon.

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I think that the leaf of a tree, the meanest insect on which we trample, are in themselves arguments more conclusive than any which can be adduced that some vast intellect animates Infinity.

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When my cats aren't happy, I'm not happy. Not because I care about their mood but because I know they're just sitting there thinking up ways to get even.

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I have drunken deep of joy, And I will taste no other wine tonight.

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The more we study the more we discover our ignorance.

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A man, to be greatly good, must imagine intensely and comprehensively; he must put himself in the place of another and of many others; the pains and pleasures of his species must become his own.

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There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky, which through the summer is not heard or seen, as if it could not be, as if it had not been!

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Poetry is a mirror which makes beautiful that which is distorted.

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If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?

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Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world, and makes familiar objects be as if they were not familiar.

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Soul meets soul on lovers' lips.

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Fear not for the future, weep not for the past.

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History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.

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Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.

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O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?

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Change is certain. Peace is followed by disturbances; departure of evil men by their return. Such recurrences should not constitute occasions for sadness but realities for awareness, so that one may be happy in the interim.

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