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.

Quote by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Topics: Change Quotes, Peace Quotes, Sadness Quotes

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

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

We look before and after, And pine for what is not; Our sincerest laughter With...

We look before and after, And pine for what is not; Our sincerest laughter With...

Hell is a city much like London A populous and smoky city

Hell is a city much like London A populous and smoky city

All love is sweet, given or returned.

All love is sweet, given or returned.

A husband and wife ought to continue united so long as they love each other....

A husband and wife ought to continue united so long as they love each other....

Kings are like stars, - they rise and set, they have - The worship of...

Kings are like stars, - they rise and set, they have - The worship of...

Love is free; to promise for ever to love the same woman is not less...

Love is free; to promise for ever to love the same woman is not less...

War is the statesman's game, the priest's delight, The lawyer's jest, the hired assassin's trade.

War is the statesman's game, the priest's delight, The lawyer's jest, the hired assassin's trade.

Life may change, but it may fly not; Hope may vanish, but can die not;...

Life may change, but it may fly not; Hope may vanish, but can die not;...

When my cats aren't happy, I'm not happy. Not because I care about their mood...

When my cats aren't happy, I'm not happy. Not because I care about their mood...

To suffer woes which Hope thinks infinite; To forgive wrongs darker than death or night;...

To suffer woes which Hope thinks infinite; To forgive wrongs darker than death or night;...

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

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

Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory; Odors, when sweet violets sicken, Live...

Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory; Odors, when sweet violets sicken, Live...

Poetry is a mirror which makes beautiful that which is distorted.

Poetry is a mirror which makes beautiful that which is distorted.

The moon of Mahomet Arose, and it shall set; While, blazoned as on heaven's immortal...

The moon of Mahomet Arose, and it shall set; While, blazoned as on heaven's immortal...

A dream has power to poison sleep.

A dream has power to poison sleep.

All love is sweet, Given or returned. Common as light is love, And its familiar...

All love is sweet, Given or returned. Common as light is love, And its familiar...

Obedience indeed is only the pitiful and cowardly egotism of him who thinks that he...

Obedience indeed is only the pitiful and cowardly egotism of him who thinks that he...

I don't do what I'm told, but I might do what you want if you...

I don't do what I'm told, but I might do what you want if you...

Resistance to tyrants is obedience to God.

Resistance to tyrants is obedience to God.