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288 Inspiring Quotes by Lord Byron

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Wikipedia Summary for Lord Byron

George Gordon Byron, 6th Baron Byron, (22 January 1788 – 19 April 1824) known simply as Lord Byron, was an English peer who was a poet and politician. He was one of the leading figures of the Romantic movement and is regarded as one of the greatest English poets. He remains widely read and influential. Among his best-known works are the lengthy narrative poems Don Juan and Childe Harold's Pilgrimage; many of his shorter lyrics in Hebrew Melodies also became popular.

He travelled extensively across Europe, especially in Italy, where he lived for seven years in the cities of Venice, Ravenna, and Pisa. During his stay in Italy he frequently visited his friend and fellow poet Percy Bysshe Shelley. Later in life Byron joined the Greek War of Independence fighting the Ottoman Empire and died of disease leading a campaign during that war, for which Greeks revere him as a folk hero. He died in 1824 at the age of 36 from a fever contracted after the First and Second Siege of Missolonghi.

His only marital child, Ada Lovelace, is regarded as a foundational figure in the field of computer programming based on her notes for Charles Babbage's Analytical Engine. Byron's extramarital children include Allegra Byron, who died in childhood, and possibly Elizabeth Medora Leigh, daughter of his half-sister Augusta Leigh.

red tulip flowers under calm blue sky

He had kept The whiteness of his soul, and thus men o'er him wept.

--Lord Byron

leafless tree on body of water during daytime

But there are wanderers o'er Eternity Whose bark drives on and on, and anchor'd ne'er shall be.

--Lord Byron

Clear blue ocean washing on the sandy shore on a clear day in Cancún

Tyranny Is far the worst of treasons. Dost thou deem None rebels except subjects? The prince who Neglects or violates his trust is more A brigand than the robber-chief.

--Lord Byron

person with blue paint on hand

The busy have no time for tears.

--Lord Byron


beach during daytime

Mont Blanc is the monarch of mountains; They crown'd him long ago On a throne of rocks, in a robe of clouds, With a diadem of snow.

--Lord Byron

yellow Labrador puppy running on field

Sleep hath its own world, and the wide realm of wild reality.

--Lord Byron

Longer Version:

Sleep hath its own world, and a wide realm of wild reality. And dreams in their development have breath, and tears, and tortures, and the touch of joy.


selective focus photography of orange and beige butterfly on purple flowers

Dead scandals form good subjects for dissection.

--Lord Byron

silhouette photo of six persons on top of mountain

'Tis very certain the desire of life prolongs it.

--Lord Byron

pink and white abstract painting

Tis strange,-but true; for truth is always strange; Stranger than fiction: if it could be told, How much would novels gain by the exchange! How differently the world would men behold!

--Lord Byron

purple flowers under sunny sky

Of all the horrid, hideous notes of woe,
Sadder than owl-songs or the midnight blast;
Is that portentous phrase, "I told you so."

--Lord Byron

black fishes

One certainly has a soul; but how it came to allow itself to be enclosed in a body is more than I can imagine.

--Lord Byron

Longer Version:

One certainly has a soul; but how it came to allow itself to be enclosed in a body is more than I can imagine. I only know if once mine gets out, I'll have a bit of a tussle before I let it get in again to that of any other.


snow mountains under nightsky

Life's enchanted cup sparkles near the brim.

--Lord Byron


white stone woman sculpture

Admire, exult, despise, laugh, weep for here There is such matter for all feelings: Man! Thou pendulum betwixt a smile and tear.

--Lord Byron

silhouette of man in water

What an antithetical mind! -- tenderness, roughness -- delicacy, coarseness -- sentiment, sensuality -- soaring and groveling, dirt and deity -- all mixed up in that one compound of inspired clay!

--Lord Byron


red rope on three branch

Adversity is the first path to truth.

--Lord Byron


smiling woman

Self-love for ever creeps out, like a snake, to sting anything which happens to stumble upon it.

--Lord Byron

blue and white water waves

Whenever I meet with anything agreeable in this world it surprises me so much -- and pleases me so much (when my passions are not interested in one way or the other) that I go on wondering for a week to come.

--Lord Byron

island during daytime

The Christian has greatly the advantage of the unbeliever, having everything to gain and nothing to lose.

--Lord Byron

brown grass field near gray rocky mountain during daytime

Man's love is of man's life a part; it is a woman's whole existence. In her first passion, a woman loves her lover, in all the others all she loves is love.

--Lord Byron

brown wooden door with silver door lever

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.

--Lord Byron

person in black jacket standing on beach during daytime

She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes.

--Lord Byron

multicolored heart LED light on wall

Then stirs the feeling infinite, so felt in solitude, where we are least alone.

--Lord Byron

silhouette of person jumping in mid air

LUCIFER: I pity thee who lovest what must perish.
CAIN: And I thee who lov'st nothing.

--Lord Byron

raindrops on clear window

And hold up to the sun my little taper.

--Lord Byron

toddlers standing outdoors

Time strips our illusions of their hue, And one by one in turn, some grand mistake Casts off its bright skin yearly like the snake.

--Lord Byron

group of elephant on brown field under white clouds during daytime

Yet truth will sometimes lend her noblest fires, And decorate the verse herself inspires: This fact, in virtue's name, let Crabbe attest,- Though Nature's sternest painter, yet the best.

--Lord Byron

low angle photography of gray concrete building

Exhausting thought, And hiving wisdom with each studious year.

--Lord Byron

tan wallpaper

Without a friend, what were humanity,
To hunt our errors up with a good grace?
Consoling us with--'Would you had thought twice!
Ah, if you had but follow'd my advice!

--Lord Byron

dome tent with galaxy with stars

Gone, glimmering through the dream of things that were.

--Lord Byron

black and gray Canon AE-1 camera on gray sand under brown dock near body of water at daytime

Know ye the land where the cypress and myrtle Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime? Where the rage of the vulture, the love of the turtle, Now melt into sorrow, now madden to crime!

--Lord Byron

brown textile in close up image

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.

--Lord Byron

couple sitting on the field facing the city

What a strange thing is man! And what a stranger is woman.

--Lord Byron

blue, white, and pink petaled flowers on gray surface

The thorns which I have reap'd are of the tree I planted; they have torn me, and I bleed. I should have known what fruit would spring from such a seed.

--Lord Byron

cluster of stars in the sky

Years steal fire from the mind as vigour from the limb; And life's enchanted cup but sparkles near the brim.

--Lord Byron

man holding smartphone in close up photography

O ye! who teach the ingenious youth of nations, Holland, France, England, Germany or Spain, I pray ye flog them upon all occasions, It mends their morals, never mind the pain.

--Lord Byron

aerial photography of mountain range covered with snow under white and blue sky at daytime

Women hate everything which strips off the tinsel of sentiment, and they are right, or it would rob them of their weapons.

--Lord Byron

forest near mountain alps

Since Eve ate the apple, much depends on dinner.

--Lord Byron


close-up photograph of black dreadnought acoustic guitar

So sweet the blush of bashfulness, E'en pity scarce can wish it less!

--Lord Byron

green plants beside brown wooden door

Oh, Christ! it is a goodly sight to see What Heaven hath done for this delicious land!

--Lord Byron


silhouette of three people up on mountain cliff

The English winter -- ending in July to recommence in August.

--Lord Byron

person holding hourglass

Dreading that climax of all human ills the inflammation of his weekly bills.

--Lord Byron

white and blue floral textile

I have a notion that gamblers are as happy as most people -- being always excited.

--Lord Byron

person holding dried beans

My boat is on the shore, And my bark is on the sea.

--Lord Byron

white textile on brown wooden table

Oh, talk not to me of a name great in story; The days of our youth are the days of our glory; And the myrtle and ivy of sweet two-and-twenty Are worth all your laurels, though ever so plenty.

--Lord Byron

brown sand beach during daytime

Then, fare thee well, deceitful Maid!

--Lord Byron

orange and white stone fragment

I can't but say it is an awkward sight To see one's native land receding through The growing waters; it unmans one quite, Especially when life is rather new.

--Lord Byron


shallow focus photography of red flower

History -- the devil's scripture.

--Lord Byron


sunset

For what were all these country patriots born? To hunt, and vote, and raise the price of corn?

--Lord Byron

purple petaled flower

Farewell! a word that must be, and hath been--A sound which makes us linger; yet--farewell!

--Lord Byron

gray wooden house on green plains near mountain range at daytime

This is the age of oddities let loose.

--Lord Byron

snow-capped mountain at the horizon viewed from lake dock

Till taught by pain, Men really know not what good water's worth.

--Lord Byron

snow-capped mountain at the horizon viewed from lake dock

Man marks the earth with ruin -- his control stops with the shore.

--Lord Byron

green palm plant

I am about to be married, and am of course in all the misery of a man in pursuit of happiness.

--Lord Byron



Oak Creek Sedona

Armenian is the language to speak with God.

--Lord Byron

brown rock formation

A thirst for gold, The beggar's vice, which can but overwhelm The meanest hearts.

--Lord Byron

yellow and blue painted wall

Letter writing is the only device combining solitude with good company.

--Lord Byron


sunflowers

The dome of thought, the palace of the soul.

--Lord Byron

empty brown concrete stairs beside green grass under starry sky long-exposure photography

Glory, like the phoenix 'midst her fires, Exhales her odours, blazes, and expires.

--Lord Byron

three clear glass cups

Fair Greece! sad relic of departed worth! Immortal, though no more! though fallen, great!

--Lord Byron

blue mountains at daytime

You should have a softer pillow than my heart.

--Lord Byron

yellow sunflower in close up photography

Be thou the rainbow in the storms of life. The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, and tints tomorrow with prophetic ray.

--Lord Byron

silhouette photography of person

‘Tis very certain the desire of life prolongs it.

--Lord Byron

stars across the sky view at the desert

I shall soon be six-and-twenty. Is there anything in the future that can possibly console us for not being always twenty-five?

--Lord Byron


white sand

Lovers may be -- and indeed generally are -- enemies, but they never can be friends, because there must always be a spice of jealousy and a something of Self in all their speculations.

--Lord Byron


plain

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

three people paddling in canoe

Cervantes smiled Spain's chivalry away.

--Lord Byron

Longer Version:

Cervantes smiled Spain's chivalry away; A single laugh demolished the right arm Of his country.


Close-up of a white line on green grass in a soccer field

I am surrounded here by parsons and methodists, but as you will see, not infested with the mania.

--Lord Byron

woman in white dress holding hands with girl in white dress

To have joy one must share it. Happiness was born a twin.

--Lord Byron

red rose flower

As falls the dew on quenchless sands, blood only serves to wash ambition's hands.

--Lord Byron

fawn pug in close up photography

Ada! sole daughter of my house and heart.

--Lord Byron

brown wooden board

Though the day of my Destiny 's over, And the star of my Fate hath declined, Thy soft heart refused to discover The faults which so many could find.

--Lord Byron

birds flying under cloudy sky during daytime

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.

--Lord Byron

blue rose

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!

--Lord Byron


mountain with tree during daytime

Tis not on youth's smooth cheek the blush alone, which fades so fast, But the tender bloom of heart is gone, ere youth itself be past.

--Lord Byron

landscape photo of mountain during nighttime

It is very iniquitous to make me pay my debts, you have no idea of the pain it gives one.

--Lord Byron

green leafed vegetable on brown wooden surface

When age chills the blood, when our pleasures are past --
For years fleet away with the wings of the dove -
The dearest remembrance will still be the last,
Our sweetest memorial the first kiss of love.

--Lord Byron

two mugs of brown liquids

I loved my country, and I hated him.

--Lord Byron

orange and white stone fragment

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

white sand

But beef is rare within these oxless isles; Goat's flesh there is, no doubt, and kid, and mutton; And, when a holiday upon them smiles, A joint upon their barbarous spits they put on.

--Lord Byron

A view of the night showing stars

Whatsoever thy birth, Thou wert a beautiful thought, and softly bodied forth.

--Lord Byron

woman looking up to the sky while standing on white sand

Have not all past human beings parted, And must not all the present, one day part?

--Lord Byron

purple and white light illustration

I am the very slave of circumstance And impulse borne away with every breath! Misplaced upon the throne misplaced in life. I know not what I could have been, but feel I am not what I should be let it end.

--Lord Byron

tilt shift lens pink fetal flowers

One of the pleasures of reading old letters is the knowledge that they need no answer.

--Lord Byron

sunset

Of all tales 'tis the saddest -- and more sad, Because it makes us smile.

--Lord Byron

white clouds and blue sky

The heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old! -- The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns.

--Lord Byron

sunset

Time! The corrector when our judgments err.

--Lord Byron

selective focus photo of brown and blue hourglass on stones

I am sure of nothing so little as my own intentions.

--Lord Byron

pink tulips on gray wooden surface

Wives in their husbands' absences grow subtler, and daughters sometimes run off with the butler.

--Lord Byron

pink and white abstract painting

I have had, and may have still, a thousand friends, as they are called, in life, who are like one's partners in the waltz of this world -not much remembered when the ball is over.

--Lord Byron

A white stripe pattern made up of concrete facade ribs

None are so desolate but something dear, Dearer than self, possesses or possess'd A thought, and claims the homage of a tear.

--Lord Byron

Arizona landscape snow

Though I love my country, I do not love my countrymen.

--Lord Byron

photography of white sky at golden hour

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

red rose in bloom during daytime

'Tis pleasant, sure, to see one's name in print. A book's a book, although there's nothing in 't.

--Lord Byron

brown and white short coated dog lying on white surface

We of the craft are all crazy.

--Lord Byron

yellow petaled flower screenshot

Those who will not reason, are bigots, those who cannot, are fools, and those who dare not, are slaves.

--Lord Byron

light blue

For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed; And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still!

--Lord Byron

brown wooden board

The mind can make substance, and people planets of its own with beings brighter than have been, and give a breath to forms which can outlive all flesh.

--Lord Byron

silhouette of person jumping in mid air

Think you, if Laura had been Petrarch's wife, He would have written sonnets all his life?.

--Lord Byron

selective focus photography of Russian Blue cat

Always laugh when you can...it is a cheap medicine.

--Lord Byron

Longer Version:

Always laugh when you can; it is cheap medicine. Merriment is a philosophy not well understood. It is the sunny side of existence.


white petaled flower

I live not in myself, but I become Portion of that around me: and to me High mountains are a feeling, but the hum of human cities torture.

--Lord Byron


blue and white striped textile

Be hypocritical, be cautious, be not what you seem but always what you see.

--Lord Byron

white bicycle parked beside wall

I have great hopes that we shall love each other all our lives as much as if we had never married at all.

--Lord Byron

black, purple, and orange basketball court beside concrete buildings at daytime

Reason is so unreasonable, that few people can say they are in possession of it.

--Lord Byron

person walking holding brown leather bag

To what gulfs A single deviation from the track Of human duties leads even those who claim The homage of mankind as their born due, And find it, till they forfeit it themselves!

--Lord Byron


white clouds and blue sky during daytime

'Twas strange that one so young should thus concern His brain about the action of the sky; If you think 'twas philosophy that this did, I can't help thinking puberty assisted.

--Lord Byron

brown wooden hanging bridge surrounded by green trees during daytime

To withdraw myself from myself has ever been my sole, my entire, my sincere motive in scribbling at all.

--Lord Byron

pink flower with green stem

The art of angling, the cruelest, the coldest and the stupidest of pretended sports.

--Lord Byron

cup of latte on table

Eternity forbids thee to forget.

--Lord Byron

four orange, green, blue, and red paint rollers

Life is too short for chess.

--Lord Byron

silhouette photo of couple standing on beach watching sunset

Nor all that heralds rake from coffin'd clay, Nor florid prose, nor honied lies of rhyme, Can blazon evil deeds, or consecrate a crime.

--Lord Byron

woman standing on beachfront

But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think.

--Lord Byron

raging waves through shores

My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits of love are gone; The worm, the canker, and the grief, Are mine alone!

--Lord Byron

gray building

I should, many a good day, have blown my brains out, but for the recollection that it would have given pleasure to my mother-in-law.

--Lord Byron

sunset

Methinks the older that one grows,
Inclines us more to laugh the scold, though laughter
Leaves us so doubly serious shortly after.

--Lord Byron

green leaf

The world is a bundle of hay, Mankind are the asses that pull, Each tugs in a different way And the greatest of all is John Bull!

--Lord Byron

beige concrete wall

Her great merit is finding out mine -- there is nothing so amiable as discernment.

--Lord Byron

white

In the desert a fountain is springing, In the wide waste there still is a tree, And a bird in the solitude singing, Which speaks to my spirit of thee.

--Lord Byron

plain background

Tis the perception of the beautiful, A fine extension of the faculties, Platonic, universal, wonderful, Drawn from the stars, and filtered through the skies, Without which life would be extremely dull.

--Lord Byron

library shelf near black wooden ladder

Grief should be the instructor of the wise; Sorrow is Knowledge.

--Lord Byron


shallow focus photography of hand with red paint

Truth is a gem that is found at a great depth; whilst on the surface of the world all things are weighed by the false scale of custom.

--Lord Byron

group of people waving their hands

A thousand years may scare form a state. An hour may lay it in ruins.

--Lord Byron

brown and gray stick

Men love in haste, but they detest at leisure.

--Lord Byron

landscape photo of mountains under starry sky at nighttime

My beautiful, my own
My only Venice-this is breath! Thy breeze
Thine Adrian sea-breeze, how it fans my face!
Thy very winds feel native to my veins,
And cool them into calmness!

--Lord Byron

car passing by in between trees

Who tracks the steps of glory to the grave?

--Lord Byron


body of water under clear blue sky painting

The devil hath not, in all his quiver's choice, An arrow for the heart like a sweet voice.

--Lord Byron

man skiing on land

Lord of himself; that heritage of woe!

--Lord Byron




long exposure photography of beach

Men think highly of those who rise rapidly in the world; whereas nothing rises quicker than dust, straw, and feathers.

--Lord Byron

woman and man holding hands

Prolonged endurance tames the bold.

--Lord Byron

green and white bird on black wire during daytime

Still from the fount of joy's delicious springs Some bitter o'er the flowers its bubbling venom flings.

--Lord Byron


red tulip in bloom close up photo

Romances paint at full length people's wooing. But only give a bust of marriages.

--Lord Byron

rocks on sea side at daytime

Good but rarely came from good advice.

--Lord Byron

man in black jacket and pants jumping on white rock

I only go out to get me a fresh appetite for being alone.

--Lord Byron

silhouette photo of mountain during night time

A man of eighty has outlived probably three new schools of painting, two of architecture and poetry and a hundred in dress.

--Lord Byron

green-leafed plant

Yet he was jealous, though he did not show it, For jealousy dislikes the world to know it.

--Lord Byron

silhouette of three men falling in line while walking during golden hour

A drop of ink may make a million think.

--Lord Byron

gray and white bird on red and yellow leaves

Man's conscience is the oracle of God.

--Lord Byron

clear blue sea under blue sky

The beginning of atonement is the sense of its necessity.

--Lord Byron

black pug puppy on green textile

The law of heaven and earth is life for life.

--Lord Byron

body of water surrounded with plants under cloudy sky

When Bishop Berkeley said "there was no matter." And proved it -- 't was no matter what he said.

--Lord Byron

body of water under blue sky during daytime

I know that two and two make four -- and should be glad to prove it too if I could -- though I must say if by any sort of process I could convert 2 and 2 into five it would give me much greater pleasure.

--Lord Byron

fine trees waving

Oh! too convincing -- dangerously dear -- In woman's eye the unanswerable tear!

--Lord Byron

man in black jacket sitting on chair

A man must serve his time to every trade, Save censure-critics all are ready made. Take hackney'd jokes from Miller, got by rote With just enough learning to misquote.

--Lord Byron


selective focus photo of woman holding sunflower surrounded by sunflowers

Nothing can confound a wise man more than laughter from a dunce.

--Lord Byron

brown and white dog in close-up photography

Be warm, be pure, be amorous, but be chaste.

--Lord Byron

A white stripe pattern made up of concrete facade ribs

For pleasures past I do not grieve, nor perils gathering near; My greatest grief is that I leave nothing that claims a tear.

--Lord Byron


man jumping on hill during golden hour

I would rather have a nod from an American, than a snuff-box from an emperor.

--Lord Byron

landscape photo of mountain during nighttime

By Heaven! it is a splendid sight to see For one who hath no friend, no brother there.

--Lord Byron

photo of white and brown bricked wall during daytime

We have fools in all sects, and impostors in most; why should I believe mysteries no one can understand, because written by men who chose to mistake madness for inspiration and style themselves Evangelicals?

--Lord Byron

black Corona typewriter on brown wood planks

I am as comfortless as a pilgrim with peas in his shoes -- and as cold as Charity, Chastity or any other Virtue.

--Lord Byron


black mountain under blue sky during night time

A woman should never be seen eating or drinking, unless it be lobster salad and Champagne, the only true feminine and becoming viands.

--Lord Byron


city lights from hill

I have imbibed such a love for money that I keep some sequins in a drawer to count, and cry over them once a week.

--Lord Byron

purple and white clouds during night time

I have no consistency, except in politics; and that probably arises from my indifference to the subject altogether.

--Lord Byron

blue and white abstract painting

So the struck eagle, stretch'd upon the plain, No more through rolling clouds to soar again, View'd his own feather on the fatal dart, And wing'd the shaft that quiver'd in his heart.

--Lord Byron

green leaf in close up photography

Folly loves the martyrdom of fame.

--Lord Byron

brown and white abstract painting

Scion of chiefs and monarchs, where art thou? Fond hope of many nations, art thou dead? Could not the grave forget thee, and lay low Some less majestic, less beloved head?

--Lord Byron

woman in black shirt standing on yellow flower field during daytime

Fools are my theme, let satire be my song.

--Lord Byron

man in white and black button up shirt holding lighted candle

Eat, drink and love… the rest is not worth a nickel.

--Lord Byron

bird's eye view of desert

Such is your cold coquette, who can't say "No," And won't say "Yes," and keeps you on and off-ing On a lee-shore, till it begins to blow, Then sees your heart wreck'd, with an inward scoffing.

--Lord Byron

brown rock formation on body of water during daytime

And, after all, what is lie? 'Tis but the truth in masquerade.

--Lord Byron

couple standing on grass field mountain

Here's a sigh to those who love me,And a smile to those who hate;And, whatever sky's above me,Here's a heart for every fate.

--Lord Byron

gray concrete road between green trees during daytime

And angling too, that solitary vice, What Izaak Walton sings or says: The quaint, old, cruel coxcomb, in his gullet Should have a hook, and a small trout to pull it.

--Lord Byron

pink and white abstract painting

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.

--Lord Byron

snow-capped mountain at the horizon viewed from lake dock

Why do they call me misanthrope? Because They hate me, not I them.

--Lord Byron

person wearing orange and gray Nike shoes walking on gray concrete stairs

For in itself a thought, a slumbering thought, is capable of years, and curdles a long life into one hour.

--Lord Byron

man in black shirt on pink background

If I don't write to empty my mind, I go mad.

--Lord Byron

Longer Version:

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.


women's black and pink monokini

What men call gallantry, and gods adultery, is much more common where the climate's sultry.

--Lord Byron

yellow sunflower field under blue sky during daytime

I cannot help thinking that the menace of Hell makes as many devils as the severe penal codes of inhuman humanity make villains.

--Lord Byron

white wall paint with white wall paint

In secret we met -- In silence I grieve, That thy heart could forget, Thy spirit deceive. If I should meet thee After long years, How should I greet thee? -- With silence and tears.

--Lord Byron

woman leaning against a wall in dim hallway

There's music in the sighing of a reed; There's music in the gushing of a rill; There's music in all things, if men had ears; The earth is but the music of the spheres.

--Lord Byron

green plant in tilt shift lens

Love will find a way through paths where wolves fear to prey.

--Lord Byron

silhouette photography of person in gray sailing boat in the middle of body of water

Now hatred is by far the longest pleasure; Men love in haste, but they detest at leisure.

--Lord Byron

person wearing red jacket climbing on glacier

This is to be mortal, And seek the things beyond mortality.

--Lord Byron

landscape photography of mountains with cloudy skies during golden hour

What a strange thing man is; and what a stranger thing woman.

--Lord Byron

yellow sunflowers

Grief is fantastical, and loves the dead, And the apparel of the grave.

--Lord Byron

purple, white, and pink floral painting

Bologna is celebrated for producing popes, painters, and sausage.

--Lord Byron

macro shot photography of two votive candles

There is music in all things, if men had ears.

--Lord Byron

brown grass field under blue sky and white clouds during daytime

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.

--Lord Byron

grassland landscape

In solitude, where we are least alone.

--Lord Byron

green bird perching on stem

There is pleasure in the pathless woods.

--Lord Byron

selective focus photo of iceberg on large body of water at winter

Christians have burnt each other, quite persuaded. That all the Apostles would have done as they did.

--Lord Byron

green leafed vegetable on brown wooden surface

And dreams in their development have breath, And tears, and tortures, and the touch of joy; They have a weight upon our waking thoughts, They take a weight from off our waking toils, They do divide our being.

--Lord Byron

red and black logo

Pure friendship's well-feigned blush.

--Lord Byron

Hey! I miss you

Now I shall go to sleep. Goodnight.

--Lord Byron

Light blue to dark blue gradient

All human history attests That happiness for man, -- the hungry sinner! -- Since Eve ate apples, much depends on dinner. ~Lord Byron, Don Juan, Canto XIII, stanza 99.

--Lord Byron

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What is the worst of woes that wait on age? What stamps the wrinkle deeper on the brow? To view each loved one blotted from life's page, And be alone on earth, as I am now.

--Lord Byron

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Out of chaos God made a world, and out of high passions comes a people.

--Lord Byron

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There are four questions of value in life, Don Octavio. What is sacred? Of what is the spirit made? What is worth living for and what is worth dying for? The answer to each is the same. Only love.

--Lord Byron

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And the commencement of atonement is the sense of its necessity.

--Lord Byron

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Physicians mend or end us, Secundum artem; but although we sneer -- In health -- when ill we call them to attend us, Without the least propensity to jeer.

--Lord Byron

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If we must have a tyrant, let him at least be a gentleman who has been bred to the business, and let us fall by the axe and not by the butcher's cleaver.

--Lord Byron

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Let us have wine and women, mirth and laughter, sermons and soda water the day after.

--Lord Byron

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Yes, love indeed is light from heaven; A spark of that immortal fire with angels shared, by Allah given to lift from earth our low desire.

--Lord Byron

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Man, being reasonable, must get drunk; the best of life is but intoxication.

--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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I only know we loved in vain; I only feel-farewell! farewell!

--Lord Byron

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Then rose from sea to sky the wild farewell Then shriek'd the timid, and stood still the brave, Then some leap'd overboard with fearful yell, As eager to anticipate their grave.

--Lord Byron

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Friendship is Love without his wings!

--Lord Byron

Arizona landscape

It is the lava of the imagination whose eruption prevents an earthquake.

--Lord Byron

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I will keep no further journal of that same hesternal torch‐light ; and, to prevent me from returning, like a dog, to the vomit of memory, I tear out the remaining leaves of this volume.

--Lord Byron


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While common men grow ignorantly old,
The lawyer's brief is like the surgeon's knife,
Dissecting the whole inside of a question,
And with it all the process of digestion.

--Lord Byron

green trees

It is odd but agitation or contest of any kind gives a rebound to my spirits and sets me up for a time.

--Lord Byron

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This man is freed from servile bands, Of hope to rise, or fear to fall; Lord of himself, though not of lands, And leaving nothing, yet hath all.

--Lord Byron

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If ancient tales say true, nor wrong these holy men.

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Well, well, the world must turn upon its axis, And all mankind turn with it, heads or tails, And live and die, make love and pay our taxes, And as the veering winds shift, shift our sails.

--Lord Byron

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It is very certain that the desire of life prolongs it.

--Lord Byron

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All tragedies are finished by a death, All comedies are ended by a marriage.

--Lord Byron


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Sometimes we are less unhappy in being deceived by those we love, than in being undeceived by them.

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Few things surpass old wine; and they may preach Who please, the more because they preach in vain.

--Lord Byron

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What exile from himself can flee? To zones, though more and more remote, Still, still pursues, where'er I be, The blight of life -- the demon Thought.

--Lord Byron

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Oh! snatched away in beauty's bloom,
On thee shall press no ponderous tomb;
But on thy turf shall roses rear
Their leaves, the earliest of the year.

--Lord Byron

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Merely innocent flirtation, Not quite adultery, but adulteration.

--Lord Byron

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For there was soft remembrance, and sweet trust
In one fond breast, to which his own would melt,
And in its tenderer hour on that his bosom dwelt.

--Lord Byron

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Keep thy smooth words and juggling homilies for those who know thee not.

--Lord Byron

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I've seen your stormy seas and stormy women, And pity lovers rather more than seamen.

--Lord Byron

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Though sages may pour out their wisdom's treasure, there is no sterner moralist than pleasure.

--Lord Byron

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On the ear Drops the light drip of the suspended oar.

--Lord Byron

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Oh, nature's noblest gift, my grey goose quill, Slave of my thoughts, obedient to my will, Torn from the parent bird to form a pen, That mighty instrument of little men.

--Lord Byron

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I do detest everything which is not perfectly mutual.

--Lord Byron

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Think not I am what I appear.

--Lord Byron

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And I would hear yet once before I perish The voice which was my music... Speak to me!

--Lord Byron

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A quiet conscience makes one so serene.

--Lord Byron

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He learned the arts of riding, fencing, gunnery, And how to scale a fortress -- or a nunnery.

--Lord Byron

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He scratched his ear, the infallible resource to which embarrassed people have recourse.

--Lord Byron

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I love not man the less, but Nature more.

--Lord Byron

woman holding cake looking up

Sweet is old wine in bottles, ale in barrels.

--Lord Byron

calm body of water and mountain

So much alarmed that she is quite alarming.

--Lord Byron

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He who is only just is cruel. Who on earth could live were all judged justly?

--Lord Byron

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A legal broom's a moral chimney-sweeper, And that's the reason he himself's so dirty.

--Lord Byron

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Frienship is eros...without wings.

--Lord Byron

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The reason that adulation is not displeasing is that, though untrue, it shows one to be of consequence enough, in one way or other, to induce people to lie.

--Lord Byron

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In England the only homage which they pay to Virtue -- is hypocrisy.

--Lord Byron

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Switzerland is a curst, selfish, swinish country of brutes, placed in the most romantic region of the world.

--Lord Byron

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Roll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean.

--Lord Byron

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This sort of adoration of the real is but a heightening of the beau ideal.

--Lord Byron



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There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more.

--Lord Byron

couple standing on grass field mountain

A sort of hostile transaction, very necessary to keep the world going, but by no means a sinecure to the parties concerned.

--Lord Byron

woman in white shirt sitting on brown rock near lake during daytime

To chase the glowing hours with flying feet.

--Lord Byron

brown sands

There is no traitor like him whose domestic treason plants the poniard within the breast that trusted to his truth.

--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

sunset

I deny nothing, but doubt everything.

--Lord Byron

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O Gold! I still prefer thee unto paper, which makes bank credit like a bark of vapour.

--Lord Byron

elephant play with brown sand

And life 's enchanted cup but sparkles near the brim.

--Lord Byron

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We are all selfish and I no more trust myself than others with a good motive.

--Lord Byron

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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.

--Lord Byron

woman in black shirt standing on yellow flower field during daytime

There is no instinct like that of the heart.

--Lord Byron

white flowers

Good work and joyous play go hand in hand. When play stops, old age begins. Play keeps you from taking life too seriously.

--Lord Byron


green leafed tree on body of water under starry sky

Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, And yet a third of life is passed in sleep.

--Lord Byron

man in black suit jacket and woman in blue dress kissing during daytime

The very best of vineyards is the cellar.

--Lord Byron

sunset grasslands

Let none think to fly the danger for soon or late love is his own avenger.

--Lord Byron

bird at pier

I am ashes where once I was fire.

--Lord Byron

Arizona landscape

Dim with the mist of years, gray flits the shade of power.

--Lord Byron

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When falls the Coliseum, Rome shall fall; And when Rome falls -- the World.

--Lord Byron

black pug puppy on white and pink textile

A timid mind is apt to mistake every scratch for a mortal wound.

--Lord Byron

purple petaled flower

All Heaven and Earth are still, though not in sleep, But breathless, as we grow when feeling most.

--Lord Byron

low angle photography of gray concrete building

Champagne with its foaming whirls As white as Cleopatra's pearls.

--Lord Byron


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