A dream has power to poison sleep.
Twin-sister of Religion, Selfishness.
Interpretation
What this quote means
Selfishness is often compared to religion, suggesting that both can drive powerful motivations in human behavior.
In this quote, Percy Bysshe Shelley underscores the idea that selfishness, though typically viewed negatively, can be intimately linked to religion in how it compels individuals to pursue their own interests or narratives. He equates selfishness to a 'twin-sister' of religion, implying that just as religion can inspire and guide people, it can also lead them to act primarily in their own self-interest, especially when it comes to interpreting moral codes or divine will.
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Example use cases
This quote can be used in a debate about the role of religion in guiding moral behavior versus personal interest.
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A sensitive plant in a garden grew,_x000D_ _x000D_ And the young winds fed it with silver dew,_x000D_ _x000D_ And it opened its fan_x000D_ _x000D_ like leaves to the light,_x000D_ _x000D_ and closed them beneath the kisses of night.
I am the daughter of Earth and Water, And the nursling of the Sky; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when with never a stain The pavilion of Heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again.
O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?
Ah, woe is me! Winter is come and gone. But grief returns with the revolving year.
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