My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!

There Is No God. This negation must be understood solely to affect a creative Deity. The hypothesis of a pervading Spirit co-eternal with the universe remains unshaken.

Thou Paradise of exiles, Italy!

Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth! And, by the incantation of this verse, Scatter, as from an unextinguished hearth Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind! Be through my lips to unawakened earth The trumpet of a prophecy! O, wind, If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?

As belief is a passion of the mind, no degree of criminality is attachable to disbelief.

A Christian, a Deist, a Turk, and a Jew, have equal rights: they are men and brethren.

The Galilean is not a favorite of mine. So far from owing him any thanks for his favor, I cannot avoid confessing that I owe a secret grudge to his carpentership.