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Last updated on December 21, 2024.
Shakespeare's name, you may depend on it, stands absurdly too high and will go down.
I shall soon be six-and-twenty. Is there anything in the future that can possibly console us for not being always twenty-five?
Wives in their husbands' absences grow subtler, And daughters sometimes run off with the butler. — © Lord Byron
Wives in their husbands' absences grow subtler, And daughters sometimes run off with the butler.
It is very iniquitous to make me pay my debts, you have no idea of the pain it gives one.
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.
Smiles form the channels of a future tear.
Romances I ne'er read like those I have seen.
Heaven gives its favourites-early death.
Self praise is no praise at all.
They used to say that knowledge is power. I used to think so, but I know now they mean money.
What's drinking? A mere pause from thinking!
Think not I am what I appear.
I slept and dreamt that life was beauty; I woke and found that life was duty. — © Lord Byron
I slept and dreamt that life was beauty; I woke and found that life was duty.
All tragedies are finished by a death, All comedies are ended by a marriage.
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.
Near this spot are deposited the remains of one who possessed beauty without vanity, strength without insolence, courage without ferocity, and all the virtues of man, without his vices. This praise, which would be unmeaning flattery if inscribed over human ashes, is but a just tribute to the memory of Botswain, a dog.
A timid mind is apt to mistake every scratch for a mortal wound.
Who falls from all he knows of bliss, Cares little into what abyss.
What deep wounds ever closed without a scar?
Gone, glimmering through the dream of things that were.
Tyranny is for the worst of treasons.
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?
I do not believe in any religion, I will have nothing to do with immortality. We are miserable enough in this life without speculating upon another.
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.
Socrates said, our only knowledge was "To know that nothing could be known;" a pleasant Science enough, which levels to an ass Each Man of Wisdom, future, past, or present. Newton, (that Proverb of the Mind,) alas! Declared, with all his grand discoveries recent, That he himself felt only "like a youth Picking up shells by the great Ocean-Truth."
I have simplified my politics into an utter detestation of all existing governments; and, as it is the shortest and most agreeable and summary feeling imaginable, the first moment of an universal republic would convert me into an advocate for single and uncontradicted despotism. The fact is, riches are power, and poverty is slavery all over the earth, and one sort of establishment is no better, nor worse, for a people than another.
Of religion I know nothing -- at least, in its favor.
Be warm, be pure, be amorous, but be chaste.
To have joy, one must share it.
Always laugh when you can; it is cheap medicine. Merriment is a philosophy not well understood. It is the sunny side of existence.
A drop of ink may make a million think.
You gave me the key to your heart, my love, then why did you make me knock?
Reason is so unreasonable, that few people can say they are in possession of it.
My heart in passion, and my head on rhymes.
Man is in part divine, A troubled stream from a pure source.
Good work and joyous play go hand in hand. When play stops, old age begins. Play keeps you from taking life too seriously.
I stood among them, but not of them: in a shroud of thoughts which were not their thoughts.
A small drop of ink makes thousands, perhaps millions... think. — © Lord Byron
A small drop of ink makes thousands, perhaps millions... think.
In solitude, when we are least alone.
Hatred is the madness of the heart.
It is useless to tell one not to reason but to believe; you might as well tell a man not to wake but sleep.
Hearts will break - yet brokenly, live on.
The dome of thought, the palace of the soul.
I deny nothing, but doubt everything.
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.
The devil was the first democrat
I am not now That which I have been.
What a strange thing is man! And what a stranger is woman. — © Lord Byron
What a strange thing is man! And what a stranger is woman.
There's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away.
Eat, drink and love...the rest is not worth a nickel
The great object of life is Sensation - to feel that we exist - even though in pain - it is this "craving void" which drives us to gaming - to battle - to travel - to intemperate but keenly felt pursuits of every description whose principal attraction is the agitation inseparable from their accomplishment.
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.
And gentle winds and waters near, make music to the lonely ear.
O thou beautiful And unimaginable ether! and Ye multiplying masses of increased And still increasing lights! what are ye? what Is this blue wilderness of interminable Air, where ye roll along, as I have seen The leaves along the limpid streams of Eden? Is your course measur'd for ye? Or do ye Sweep on in your unbounded revelry Through an aerial universe of endless Expansion,--at which my soul aches to think,-- Intoxicated with eternity.
Let joy be unconfined.
You don't love a woman because she is beautiful, but she is beautiful because you love her. Never underestimate the power of love. The way to love anything is to realize it may be lost. The heart has its reasons that reason does not know at all. Music is love in search of a word. There is 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.
There is music in all things, if men had ears.
Since Eve ate the apple, much depends on dinner.
Eternity forbids thee to forget.
I awoke one day to find myself famous.
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