“Our sweetest songs are those of saddest thought.”
― Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822)
“A poet is a nightingale who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.”
― Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822)
“If winter comes, can spring be far behind?”
― Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822)
“Music, when soft voices die, vibrates in the memory.”
― Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822)
“Rise like Lions after slumber
In unvanquishable number-
Shake your chains to earth like
dew
Which in sleep had fallen on you
Ye are many-they are few.”
― Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822)
“The more we study, the more we discover our ignorance”
― Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822)
“Poets and philosophers are the unacknowledged legislators of the world.”
― Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822)
“Fear not for the future, weep not for the past”
― Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822)
“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.”
― Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822)
“War is the statesman's game, the priest's delight, the lawyer's jest, the hired assassin's trade.”
― Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822)
“God is an hypothesis, and, as such, stands in need of proof: the onus probandi rests on the theist.”
― Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822)
"Rise, like lions after slumber
In unvanquishable number!
Shake your chains to earth like dew
Which in sleep had fallen on you:
Ye are many—they are few!"
― Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822)