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Hogg noted, even at Oxford, that he had never known anyone in whom the principle of veneration was so strong.

"Shelley appeared to be completely abstracted, one with the golden light that filled the river and the sky. Returning to himself ̶ or from himself ̶ he remarked, 'What a glorious world! There is, after all, something worth living for. This makes me retract the wish that I had never been born.'"

This book is filling me with tenderness and grief. It's no good.

"In 1823 a Geneva boatman gave his views on Shelley. He remembered him stretched on the bottom of the boat 'gazing at Heaven, where he would never enter'".

"Lightly, he told friends he could not be an Atheist because he was such a Théist, a lover of tea."
MO JE MENO

Mi vergogno di me stesso per la fiducia con cui rinnovo la mia affezione a una persona che conosco solo via lettere, resoconti, speculazioni - quindi, a conti fatti, per me inesistente.