Percy Bysshe Shelley

Poetry is the record of the best and happiest moments of the happiest and best…

Twin-sister of Religion, Selfishness…

Death is the veil which those who live call life They sleep, and it is…

Government is an evil it is only the thoughtlessness and vices of men that make…

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

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

Concerning God, freewill and destiny: Of all that earth has been or yet may be…

War is the statesman’s game, the priest’s delight, the lawyer’s jest, the hired assassin’s trade…

The great instrument of moral good is the imagination…

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