“I think that the leaf of a tree, the meanest insect we trample are in themselves arguments more conclusive than any which can be adduced that some vast intellect animates Infinity.”
“The sunlight claps the earth, and the moonbeams kiss the sea: what are all these kissings worth, if thou kiss not me?”
Percy Bysshe Shelley
“I have drunken deep of joy,And I will taste no other wine tonight.”
Percy Bysshe Shelley
“Our sweetest songs are those of saddest thought.”
Percy Bysshe Shelley
“Soul meets soul on lovers lips.”
Percy Bysshe Shelley
“If winter comes, can spring be far behind?”
Percy Bysshe Shelley