Pb Shelley Quotes

Beware, O Man - for knowledge must to thee, Like the great flood to Egypt, ever be.

To suffer woes which Hope thinks infinite; To forgive wrongs darker than death or night; To defy power, which seems omnipotent; To love, and bear! to hope till Hope creates From its own wreck the thing it contemplates! Neither to change, nor falter, nor repent! This, like thy glory, Titan, is to be Good, great and joyous, beautiful and free; This is a long Life, Joy, Empire, and Victory.

Three common themes in poetry: life, death, union, and separation. P.B. Shelley speaks to us about the acceptance of death and the possibility of transcendent union. H. Heine goes further, through the negation of life and the transcendent union in death. Balzac, in the end, with a spirit of balance, speaks to us about the ambivalence between life and death. Personally, I hold the thesis that death is the negation of life itself; where one exists, the other cannot. Thus, nothingness cannot exist for the self, except in simulation. Death is always contemplated by the other, who, in contemplating its cold visage, is reminded of the possibility of their own end and becomes terrified. The ego is an immortal transcendence in projection and emptiness in itself. If I could encapsulate what I would like to express in a maxim, it would be: “Consciousness, in life, unites all that, in life, whether united or separated, will be entirely nullified by death.