Lord Byron Quotes
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He who is only just is cruel; who Upon the earth would live were all judged justly?
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Good work and joyous play go hand in hand. When play stops, old age begins. Play keeps you from taking life too seriously.
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Father of Light! great God of Heaven! Hear'st thou the accents of despair? Can guilt like man's be e'er forgiven? Can vice atone for crimes by prayer.
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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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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.
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Society is now one polished horde, formed of two mighty tries, the Bores and Bored.
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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.
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By headless Charles see heartless Henry lies.
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So much alarmed that she is quite alarming...
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Whatsoever thy birth, Thou wert a beautiful thought, and softly bodied forth.
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Fare thee well, and if for ever Still for ever fare thee well.
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To have joy, one must share it.
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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.
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Sweet is revenge-especially to women.
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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.
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Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, And yet a third of life is passed in sleep.
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Pleasure's a sin, and sometimes sin's a pleasure.
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I love not man the less, but Nature more.
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What a strange thing is man! And what a stranger is woman.
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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.
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My boat is on the shore, And my bark is on the sea.
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Divine in hookas, glorious in a pipeWhen tipp'd with amber, mellow, rich, and ripe; Like other charmers, wooing the caressMore dazzlingly when daring in full dress; Yet thy true lovers more admire by farThy naked beauties-give me a cigar!
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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.
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Let joy be unconfined.