Lord Byron Quotes
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From the mingled strength of shade and light A new creation rises to my sight, Such heav'nly figures from his pencil flow, So warm with light his blended colors glow. . . . . The glowing portraits, fresh from life, that bring Home to our hearts the truth from which they spring.
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There is pleasure in the pathless woods.
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You gave me the key to your heart, my love, then why did you make me knock?
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They never fail who dieIn a great cause.
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In commitment, we dash the hopes of a thousand potential selves.
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What deep wounds ever closed without a scar?
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Divine in hookas, glorious in a pipe When tipp'd with amber, mellow, rich, and ripe;... Yet thy true lovers more admire by far Thy naked beauties - give me a cigar!
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Till taught by pain, men know not water's worth.
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Exhausting thought, And hiving wisdom with each studious year.
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It is when we think we lead that we are most led.
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Just as old age is creeping on space, And clouds come o'er the sunset of our day, They kindly leave us, though not quite alone, But in good company--the gout or stone.
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The devil was the first democrat.
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Ecclesiastes said that "all is vanity," Most modern preachers say the same, or show it By their examples of true Christianity: In short, all know, or very short may know it.
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Armenian is the language to speak with God.
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Oh who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried.
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The poor dog, in life the firmest friend, The first to welcome, foremost to defend, Whose honest heart is still the master's own, Who labours, fights, lives, breathes for him alone, Unhonour'd falls, unnoticed all his worth, Denied in heaven the soul he held on earth, While man, vain insect hopes to be forgiven, And claims himself a sole exclusive heaven.
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Where the virgins are soft as the roses they twine,And all, save the spirit of man, is divine?
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Whatsoever thy birth, Thou wert a beautiful thought, and softly bodied forth.
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Sighing that Nature formed but one such man, and broke the die.
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The lapse of ages changes all things - time, language, the earth, the bounds of the sea, the stars of the sky, and every thing about, around, and underneath man, except man himself.
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By Heaven! it is a splendid sight to see For one who hath no friend, no brother there.
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Brisk Confidence still best with woman copes: Pique her and soothe in turn-soon Passion crowns thy hopes.
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The great art of life is sensation, to feel that we exist, even in pain.
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I live,But live to die: and, living, see no thingTo make death hateful, save an innate clinging,A loathsome and yet all invincibleInstinct of life, which I abhor, as IDespise myself, yet cannot overcome-And so I live. Would I had never lived!