Percy Bysshe Shelley Quote

All love is sweet,
Given or returned. Common as light is love,
And its familiar voice wearies not ever.
Like the wide heaven, the all-sustaining air,
It makes the reptile equal to the God;
They who inspire it most are fortunate,
As I am now; but those who feel it most
Are happier still.

Asia, Act II, sc. v, l. 39. - Prometheus Unbound (1818–1819; publ. 1820)