A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds. — Percy Bysshe Shelley
All of us who are worth anything, spend our manhood in unlearning the follies, or expiating the mistakes of our youth. — Percy Bysshe Shelley
Concerning God, freewill and destiny: of all that earth has been or yet may be — Percy Bysshe Shelley
Death is the veil which those who live call life; they sleep, and it is lifted. — Percy Bysshe Shelley
Government is an evil; it is only the thoughtlessness and vices of men that make it a necessary evil. — Percy Bysshe Shelley
In a drama of the highest order there is little food for censure or hatred; it teaches rather self-knowledge and self-respect. — Percy Bysshe Shelley
Is it not odd that the only generous person I ever knew, who had money to be generous with, should be a stockbroker. — Percy Bysshe Shelley
Love is free; to promise for ever to love the same woman is not less absurd than to promise to believe the same creed; — Percy Bysshe Shelley
Man’s yesterday may never be like his morrow; nought may endure but mutability. — Percy Bysshe Shelley
Only nature knows how to justly proportion to the fault the punishment it deserves. — Percy Bysshe Shelley
Poetry is a sword of lightning, ever unsheathed, which consumes the scabbard that would contain it. — Percy Bysshe Shelley
Poetry is the record of the best and happiest moments of the happiest and best minds. — Percy Bysshe Shelley
Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world, and makes familiar objects be as if they were not familiar. — Percy Bysshe Shelley
The pleasure that is in sorrow is sweeter than the pleasure of pleasure itself. — Percy Bysshe Shelley
War is the statesman’s game, the priest’s delight, the lawyer’s jest, the hired assassin’s trade. — Percy Bysshe Shelley