Quotes
Quotes to inspire and reflect
The great instrument of moral good is the imagination.
And like a dying lady, lean and pale,
Teach me half the gladness
And ever changing, like a joyless eye
Our sincerest laughter
Hail to thee, blithe Spirit!
Music, when soft voices die,
The desire of the moth for the star,
Rarely, rarely, comest thou,
Men of England, wherefore plough
How wonderful is Death,
A Sensitive Plant in a garden grew.
To suffer woes which Hope thinks infinite;
My soul is an enchanted boat,
He gave man speech, and speech created thought,
Ere Babylon was dust,
Hell is a city much like London.
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.
‘My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
I met a traveller from an antique land
And, by the incantation of this verse,
If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?
Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is.
Oh, lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud!
O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn’s being,
Destroyer and preserver; hear, oh, hear!
Nought may endure but Mutability.
I met Murder on the way—
When the lamp is shattered
Most wretched men
The awful shadow of some unseen Power
Thou Paradise of exiles, Italy!
I never was attached to that great sect,
The world’s great age begins anew,
I am the daughter of Earth and Water,
That orbèd maiden, with white fire laden,
A widow bird sat mourning for her love
Life, like a dome of many-coloured glass,
He is a portion of the loveliness
From the contagion of the world’s slow stain
He has out-soared the shadow of our night.
A pardlike Spirit, beautiful and swift.
Winter is come and gone,
Alas! that all we loved of him should be,
I weep for Adonais—he is dead!
The cemetery is an open space among the ruins, covered in winter with violets and daisies. It might make one in love with death, to think that one should be buried in so sweet a place.
[Dancing is] a perpendicular expression of a horizontal desire.
England and America are two countries divided by a common language.