Lord Byron Quotes
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I shall soon be six-and-twenty. Is there anything in the future that can possibly console us for not being always twenty-five?
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Near this spotAre deposited the Remains of oneWho possessed Beauty without Vanity,Strength without Insolence,Courage without Ferocity,And all the virtues of Man, without his Vices.This Praise, which would be unmeaning FlatteryIf inscribed over human ashes,Is but a just tribute to the Memory ofBOATSWAIN, a DOG
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The great art of life is sensation, to feel that we exist, even in pain.
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Whate'erI may have been, or am, doth rest betweenHeaven and myself; I shall not choose a mortalTo be my mediator.
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I should like to know who has been carried off, except poor dear me - I have been more ravished myself than anybody since the Trojan war.
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Self-love for ever creeps out, like a snake, to sting anything which happens to stumble upon it.
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I cannot describe to you the despairing sensation of trying to do something for a man who seems incapable or unwilling to do anything further for himself.
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Christians have burnt each other, quite persuaded. That all the Apostles would have done as they did.
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Happiness was born a twin.
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What makes a regiment of soldiers a more noble object of view than the same mass of mob? Their arms, their dresses, their banners, and the art and artificial symmetry of their position and movements.
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None are so desolate but something dear, Dearer than self, possesses or possess'd A thought, and claims the homage of a tear.
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Maidens, like moths, are ever caught, by glare, And Mammon wins his way where seraphs might despair.
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Roll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean.
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I deny nothing, but doubt everything.
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Few things surpass old wine; and they may preach Who please, the more because they preach in vain.
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O Mirth and Innocence! O milk and water! Ye happy mixtures of more happy days.
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This sort of adoration of the real is but a heightening of the beau ideal.
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Exhausting thought, And hiving wisdom with each studious year.
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This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing To waft me from distraction.
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The premises are so delightfully extensive, that two people might live together without ever seeing, hearing or meeting.
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All human history attests That happiness for man, - the hungry sinner! - Since Eve ate apples, much depends on dinner.
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That which I am, I am; I did not seekFor life, nor did I make myself.
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Those who will not reason, are bigots, those who cannot, are fools, and those who dare not, are slaves.
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Pythagoras, Locke, Socrates - but pages might be filled up, as vainly as before, with the sad usage of all sorts of sages, who in his life-time, each was deemed a bore! The loftiest minds outrun their tardy ages.