Lord Byron Quotes

I love not man the less, but Nature more.

I am not now That which I have been.

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

Happiness was born a twin.

What should I have known or written had I been a quiet, mercantile politician or a lord in waiting? A man must travel, and turmoil, or there is no existence.

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

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.

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

For through the South the custom still commands The gentleman to kiss the lady's hands.

Till taught by pain, men know not water's worth.

Society is now one polished horde, formed of two mighty tries, the Bores and Bored.

Oh, for a forty-parson power to chant Thy praise, Hypocrisy! Oh, for a hymn Loud as the virtues thou dost loudly vaunt, Not practise!

I learned to love despair.

What deep wounds ever closed without a scar?

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

The dew of compassion is a tear.

A pretty woman is a welcome guest.

Heaven gives its favourites-early death.

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

Come what may, I have been blest.

It is useless to tell one not to reason but to believe; you might as well tell a man not to wake but sleep.

Hatred is the madness of the heart.

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

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

Friendship is Love without his wings!

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.

In solitude, where we are least alone.

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

The light of love, the purity of grace, The mind, the Music breathing from her face, The heart whose softness harmonised the whole — And, oh! that eye was in itself a Soul!

Maidens, like moths, are ever caught, by glare, And Mammon wins his way where seraphs might despair.

Damn description, it is always disgusting.

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

He makes a solitude, and calls it - peace!

To be perfectly original one should think much and read little, and this is impossible, for one must have read before one has learnt to think.

There is no such thing as a life of passion any more than a continuous earthquake, or an eternal fever. Besides, who would ever shave themselves in such a state?

Who falls from all he knows of bliss, Cares little into what abyss.

Fare thee well, and if for ever Still for ever fare thee well.

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

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

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

'Tis sweet to know there is an eye will mark our coming, and look brighter when we come.

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

Fools are my theme, let satire be my song.

Gone, glimmering through the dream of things that were.

Farewell! if ever fondest prayer For other's weal avail'd on high, Mine will not all be lost in air, But waft thy name beyond the sky.

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

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

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.

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

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.