Percy Bysshe Shelley Quotes

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Percy Bysshe Shelley

Profession : Poet

Birth : August 4, 1792

Familiar acts are beautiful through love.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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

Percy Bysshe Shelley

Twin-sister of Religion, Selfishness.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

The soul's joy lies in doing.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

The great instrument of moral good is the imagination.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

Reason respects the differences, and imagination the similitudes of things.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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

Percy Bysshe Shelley

Soul meets soul on lovers' lips.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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

Percy Bysshe Shelley

The more we study the more we discover our ignorance.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

Nothing wilts faster than laurels that have been rested upon.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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!

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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.

Percy Bysshe Shelley