Lord Byron Quotes

"She walks in beauty, like the night of cloudless climes and starry skies."

"There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, there is a rapture on the lonely shore."

"I love not Man the less, but Nature more."

"Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean, roll!"

"I had a dream, which was not all a dream."

"If I should meet thee after long years, how should I greet thee? With silence and tears."

"When we two parted, in silence and tears, half broken-hearted, to sever for years."

"There’s not a joy the world can give like that it takes away."

"Be thou the rainbow to the storms of life!"

"The best of prophets of the future is the past."

"How little do we know that which we are! How less what we may be!"

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

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

"Friendship is Love without wings."

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

"Sorrow is knowledge: they who know the most must mourn the deepest."

"What's drinking? A mere pause from thinking!"

"I awoke one morning and found myself famous."

"Fame is the thirst of youth."

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

"If I could always read, I should never feel the want of company."

"In solitude, when we are least alone."

"The world is a bundle of hay, mankind are the asses that pull."

"Man’s love is of man’s life a thing apart, ’tis woman’s whole existence."

"Adversity is the first path to truth."

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

"Like the ocean, whose tides are boundless, so is the human heart."

"Yet, Freedom! yet thy banner, torn, but flying, streams like the thunder-storm against the wind!"

"Who killed John Keats? I, says the Quarterly."

"Power is the natural prerogative of the strong."

"Critics all are ready made."

"The dust we tread upon was once alive."

"The poor dog, in life the firmest friend, the first to welcome, foremost to defend."

"Ye stars! which are the poetry of heaven!"

"Mont Blanc is the monarch of mountains."

"The night hath been to me a more familiar face than that of man."

"Here’s a sigh to those who love me, and a smile to those who hate."

"Though the day of my Destiny’s over, and the star of my Fate hath declined."

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

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

"Always laugh when you can, it is cheap medicine."

"The heart will break, but broken live on."

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

"Truth is always strange, stranger than fiction."

"Absence—that common cure of love."

"Prolonged endurance tames the bold."

"The busy have no time for tears."

"There is no instinct like that of the heart."

"Who loves, raves."

"Fools are my theme, let satire be my song."

"All farewells should be sudden, when forever."

"The dew of compassion is a tear."

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

"The beginning of atonement is the sense of its necessity."

"Like the measles, love is most dangerous when it comes late in life."

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

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

"There is something pagan in me that I cannot shake off. In short, I deny nothing, but doubt everything."

"Folly loves the martyrdom of fame."

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

"A celebrity is one who is known to many persons he is glad he doesn't know."

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

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

"Smiles form the channels of a future tear."

"A thousand years scarce serve to form a state: an hour may lay it in the dust."

"Such partings break the heart they fondly hope to heal."

"The dome of thought, the palace of the soul."

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

"Land of lost gods and godlike men."

"And thus the heart will break, yet brokenly live on."

"Gone—glimmering through the dream of things that were."

"Had sighed to many, though he loved but one."

"War, war is still the cry, ‘War even to the knife!"

"The ‘good old times’—all times when old are good—are gone."

"Who track the steps of glory to the grave."

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

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