Maxioms by Percy Bysshe Shelley
You must come home with me and be my guest;
You will give joy to me, and I will read more
You must come home with me and be my guest;
You will give joy to me, and I will do
All that is in my power to honour you.
A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds
A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds
There is no real wealth but the labor of man.
There is no real wealth but the labor of man.
The desire of the moth for the star,
Of the night for the morrow,
The devotion to read more
The desire of the moth for the star,
Of the night for the morrow,
The devotion to something afar
From the sphere of our sorrow.
It is better to keep your mouth shut and appear stupid than to
open it and remove all doubt.
It is better to keep your mouth shut and appear stupid than to
open it and remove all doubt.