If winter comes, can spring be far behind?

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

If Winter comes can Spring be far behind?

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

I have drunken deep of joy And I will taste no other wine tonight.

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

I have drunken deep of joy, And I will taste no other wine tonight.

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

I have sent books and music there, and all / Those instruments with which high spirits call / The future from its cradle, and the past / Out of its grave, and make the present last / In thoughts and joys which sleep, but cannot die, / Folded within their own eternity.

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

In a drama of the highest order there is little food for censure or hatred it teaches rather self-knowledge and self-respect.

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

In fact, the truth cannot be communicated until it is perceived.

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

It is easier to suppose that the universe has existed from all eternity than to conceive a Being beyond its limits capable of creating it.

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

January gray is here Like a sexton by her grave February bears the bier March with grief doth howl and rave And April weeps - but O ye hours! Follow with May's fairest flowers.

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

Jealousy's eyes are green.

— Percy Bysshe Shelley