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The fact is that my wife if she had common sense would have more power over me than any other whatsoever, for my heart always alights upon the nearest perch.
Lord Byron
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War, war is still the cry,-"war even to the knife!"
Lord Byron
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Alas! how deeply painful is all payment!
Lord Byron
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Fare thee well, and if for ever Still for ever fare thee well.
Lord Byron
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Nothing so fretful, so despicable as a Scribbler, see what I am, and what a parcel of Scoundrels I have brought about my ears, and what language I have been obliged to treat them with to deal with them in their own way; - all this comes of Authorship.
Lord Byron
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To have joy, one must share it.
Lord Byron
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What a strange thing is man! And what a stranger is woman.
Lord Byron
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Whatsoever thy birth, Thou wert a beautiful thought, and softly bodied forth.
Lord Byron
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By headless Charles see heartless Henry lies.
Lord Byron
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I love not man the less, but Nature more.
Lord Byron
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Tis pleasant purchasing our fellow-creatures; And all are to be sold, if you consider Their passions, and are dext'rous; some by features Are brought up, others by a warlike leader; Some by a place--as tend their years or natures; The most by ready cash--but all have prices, From crowns to kicks, according to their vices.
Lord Byron
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Do proper homage to thine idol's eyes; But no too humbly, or she will despise Thee and thy suit, though told in moving tropes: Disguise even tenderness if thou art wise.
Lord Byron
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A man of eighty has outlived probably three new schools of painting, two of architecture and poetry and a hundred in dress.
Lord Byron
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I have always laid it down as a maxim -and found it justified by experience -that a man and a woman make far better friendships than can exist between two of the same sex -but then with the condition that they never have made or are to make love to each other.
Lord Byron
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On with the dance! let joy be unconfin'd No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the Glowing Hours with Flying feet.
Lord Byron
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Pleasure's a sin, and sometimes sin's a pleasure.
Lord Byron
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He who is only just is cruel; who Upon the earth would live were all judged justly?
Lord Byron
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Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, And yet a third of life is passed in sleep.
Lord Byron
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It is useless to tell one not to reason but to believe; you might as well tell a man not to wake but sleep.
Lord Byron
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Let joy be unconfined.
Lord Byron
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There is a tear for all who die, A mourner o'er the humblest grave.
Lord Byron
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Despair and Genius are too oft connected.
Lord Byron
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But I had not quite fixed whether to make him [Don Juan] end in Hell-or in an unhappy marriage,-not knowing which would be the severest.
Lord Byron
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America is a model of force and freedom and moderation - with all the coarseness and rudeness of its people.
Lord Byron
