“First our pleasures die — and then
Our hopes, and then our fears — and when
These are dead, the debt is due,
Dust claims dust — and we die too.”
More from Percy Bysshe Shelley
“Life and the world, or whatever we call that which we are and feel, is an astonishing…”
“In fact, the truth cannot be communicated until it is perceived.”
“The cemetery is an open space among the ruins, covered in winter with violets and daisies.…”
“How wonderful is Death, Death and his brother Sleep!”