Lord Byron Quotes

Cervantes smiled Spain's chivalry away.

Tis enough - Who listens once will listen twice Her heart be sure is not of ice And one refusal n...

History is the devil's scripture.

The past is the best prophet of the future.

It is the hour when from the boughs The nightingale's high note is heard It is the hour when lovers...

Gone - glimmering through the dream of things that were.

A little curly-headed good-for-nothing And mischief-making monkey from his birth.

This is the patent age of new inventions for killing bodies, and for saving souls. All propagated wi...

The 'good old times' - all times when old are good.

In solitude when we are least alone.

Man is born passionate of body, but with an innate though secret tendency to the love of Good in his...

What deep wounds ever closed without a scar? The hearts bleed longest and but heal to wear That whi...

Adversity is the first path to truth.

Nor ear can hear nor tongue can tell The tortures of that inward hell!

On with the dance! Let joy be unconfin'd No sleep till morn when Youth and Pleasure meet.

Society is now one polished horde Formed of two mighty tribes the Bores and Bored.

The great art of life is sensation to feel that we exist even in pain.

A long long kiss a kiss of youth and love.

Man's love is of man's life a thing apart 'Tis woman's whole existence.

When we think we lead we most are led.

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

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

His speech was a fine sample on the whole Of rhetoric which the learn'd call "rigmarole."

A mighty mass of brick and smoke and shipping Dirty and dusty but as wide as eye Could reach wi...

Let us have Wine and Women Mirth and Laughter Sermons and soda-water the day after.

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

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

The power of Thought - the magic of the Mind!

She walks in beauty Like the night of cloudless climes and starry skies And all that's best of dar...

He who surpasses or subdues mankind must look down on the hate of those below.

I love not man the less, but Nature more.

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

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

What is the worst of woes that wait on age? What stamps the wrinkle deeper on the brow? To view each...

'Tis strange - but true for truth is always strange Stranger than fiction.

All who joy would win must share it. Happiness was born a Twin.

The busy have no time for tears.

I have not loved the world nor the world me I have not flatter'd its rank breath nor bow'd To its...

I am never long even in the society of her I love without yearning for the company of my lamp and ...

I awoke one morning and found myself famous.

What should I have known or written had I been a quiet, mercantile politician or a lord in waiting? ...

When Bishop Berkeley said "there was no matter " And proved it - 'twas no matter what he said.

Hereditary boundsmen! Know ye not Who would be free themselves must strike the blow?

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

'Tis very certain the desire of life prolongs it.

Smiles form the channels of a future tear.

Nor ear can hear nor tongue can tell The tortures of that inward hell.

Come lay thy head upon my breast And I will kiss thee into rest.

Christians have burned each other quite persuaded That all the apostles would have done as they did...

Friendship is Love without his wings!

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

I am not now That which I have been.

For truth is always strange stranger than fiction.

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

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

Tis sweet to hear the watchdog's honest bark Bay deep-mouth'd welcome as we draw near home.

Friendship is love without his wings!

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

If I am fool, it is, at least, a doubting one; and I envy no one the certainty of his self-approved ...

In her first passion woman loves her lover In all the others all she loves is love.

A schoolboy's tale the wonder of an hour!

For the night Shows stars and women in a better light.

There is a tide in the affairs of women Which taken at the flood leads - God knows where.

Lovers may be - and indeed generally are - enemies, but they never can be friends, because there mus...

The great art of life is sensation, to feel that we exist, even in pain.

The "good old times"-all times when old are good.

Sorrow is knowledge, those that know the most must mourn the deepest, the tree of knowledge is not t...

The heart will break, but broken live on.

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

Opinions are made to be changed - or how is truth to be got at?

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

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

She walks in beauty like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies And all that's best of dark...

Ah! happy years! once more who would not be a boy!

The dew of compassion is a tear.

Ye stars! which are the poetry of heaven!

Truth is always strange, stranger than fiction.

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

Death so called is a thing which makes men weep And yet a third of life is pass'd in sleep.

Absence - that common cure of love.

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

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

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

Be thou the rainbow in the storms of life. The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, and tints t...

Admire exult despise laugh weep - for here There is such matter for all feelings: - Man! Thou pe...

I love not man the less but nature more.

Maid of Athens ere we part Give oh give me back my heart!

Thou pendulum betwixt a smile and tear.

Here's a sigh to those who love me And a smile to those who hate And whatever sky's above me Here'...

Fame is the thirst of youth.

He was the mildest manner'd man That ever scuttled ship or cut a throat.

And after all what is a lie? Tis but The truth in masquerade.

Friendship may, and often does, grow into love, but love never subsides into friendship.

There is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture in the lonely shore, there is society wher...

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

Roll on thou deep and dark blue ocean - roll! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain Man mark...

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

If we must have a tyrant, let him at least be a gentleman who has been bred to the business, and let...

There's naught, no doubt, so much the spirit calms as rum and true religion.

All who would win joy must share it happiness was born a twin.

Soprano basso even the contralto Wished him five fathom under the Rialto.