War is the statesman's game, the priest's delight, the lawyer's jest, the hired assassin's trade.
Percy Bysshe ShelleyTo hearts which near each other move From evening close to morning light,The night is good; because, my love,They never say good-night.
Percy Bysshe ShelleyIt is vain philosophy that supposes more causes than are exactly adequate to explain the phenomena of things.
Percy Bysshe Shelley