Lord Byron Quotes
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How my soul hates This language, Which makes life itself a lie,Flattering dust with eternity.
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No more we meet in yonder bowers Absence has made me prone to roving; But older, firmer hearts than ours, Have found monotony in loving.
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Religion-freedom-vengeance-what you will, A word's enough to raise mankind to kill.
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The 'good old times' - all times when old are good -Are gone.
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If I don't write to empty my mind, I go mad. As to that regular, uninterrupted love of writing. I do not understand it. I feel it as a torture, which I must get rid of, but never as a pleasure. On the contrary, I think composition a great pain.
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Love rules the camp, the court, the grove - for love is Heaven, and Heaven is love.
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Let not his mode of raising cash seem strange, Although he fleeced the flags of every nation, For into a prime minister but change His title, and 'tis nothing but taxation.
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Accursed be the city where the laws would stifle nature's!
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They truly mourn, that mourn without a witness.
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The Coach does not play in the game, but the Coach helps the players identify areas to improve their game.
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Fare thee well! and if forever,Still forever, fare thee well:Even though unforgiving, never'Gainst thee shall my heart rebel.
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Earth! render back from out thy breast A remnant of our Spartan dead! Of the three hundred grant but three, To make a new Thermopylæ!
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Jealousy dislikes the world to know it.
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Sorrow preys upon Its solitude, and nothing more diverts it From its sad visions of the other world Than calling it at moments back to this. The busy have no time for tears.
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I stood among them, but not of them: in a shroud of thoughts which were not their thoughts.
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My turn of mind is so given to taking things in the absurd point of view, that it breaks out in spite of me every now and then.
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My slumbers--if I slumber--are not sleep, But a continuance of enduring thought, Which then I can resist not: in my heart There is a vigil, and these eyes but close To look within; and yet I live, and bear The aspect and the form of breathing men.
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Society is now one polished horde, formed of two mighty tries, the Bores and Bored.
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Age shakes Athena's tower, but spares gray Marathon.
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Such hath it been - shall be - beneath the sunThe many still must labour for the one!
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The keenest pangs the wretched find Are rapture to the dreary void, The leafless desert of the mind, The waste of feelings unemployed.
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Champagne with its foaming whirls/As white as Cleopatra's pearls.
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That low vice, curiosity!
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It is odd but agitation or contest of any kind gives a rebound to my spirits and sets me up for a time.