The great instrument of moral good is the imagination.
Percy Shelley (1792 - 1822)
Contributed by: Zaady
For there are deeds which have no form, sufferings which have no tongue.
I wish no living thing to suffer pain.
It were much better that a sentient being should never have existed, than that it should have existed only to endure unmitigated misery.
For this is the most civil sort of lie That can be given to a man's face. I now Say what I think.
Source: Translation of Calderon's Magico Prodigioso. Scene i.
Life, like a dome of many-coloured glass, Stains the white radiance of eternity.
Source: Adonais. lii.
Familiar acts are beautiful through love.
It is not a merit to tolerate, but rather a crime to be intolerant.
Whatever strengthens and purifies the affections, enlarges the imagination, and adds spirit to sense, is useful.
Life may change, but it may fly not; Hope may vanish, but can die not; Truth be veiled, but still it burneth; Love repulsed, - but it returneth.
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