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.
LORD BYRONMan is in part divine, A troubled stream from a pure source.
More Lord Byron Quotes
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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
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If I could always read, I should never feel the want of company.
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A mistress never is nor can be a friend. While you agree, you are lovers; and when it is over, anything but friends.
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The best prophet of the future is the past.
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But what is Hope? Nothing but the paint on the face of Existence; the least touch of truth rubs it off, and then we see what a hollow-cheeked harlot we have got hold of.
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The devil was the first democrat
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A drop of ink may make a million think.
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Men think highly of those who rise rapidly in the world; whereas nothing rises quicker than dust, straw, and feathers.
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I have great hopes that we shall love each other all our lives as much as if we had never married at all.
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Who then will explain the explanation?
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A small drop of ink makes thousands, perhaps millions… think.
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All who joy would win must share it. Happiness was born a Twin.
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Self praise is no praise at all.
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The first moment of an universal republic would convert me into an advocate for single and uncontradicted despotism.
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Society is now one polished horde, formed of two mighty tries, the Bores and Bored.
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