Come what may, I have been blest.
LORD BYRONCome what may, I have been blest.
LORD BYRONAll who joy would win must share it. Happiness was born a Twin.
LORD BYRONMan, being reasonable, must get drunk; the best of life is but intoxication.
LORD BYRONI have not loved the world, nor the world me.
LORD BYRONThis is the age of oddities let loose.
LORD BYRONThere is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture in the lonely shore, there is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not Man the less, but Nature more.
LORD BYRONA pretty woman is a welcome guest.
LORD BYRONIf I don’t write to empty my mind, I go mad.
LORD BYRONA timid mind is apt to mistake every scratch for a mortal wound.
LORD BYRONI am not now That which I have been.
LORD BYRONThe best prophet of the future is the past.
LORD BYRONThe art of angling, the cruelest, the coldest and the stupidest of pretended sports.
LORD BYRONYou gave me the key to your heart, my love, then why did you make me knock?
LORD BYRONShe 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.
LORD BYRONA drop of ink may make a million think.
LORD BYRONThere is music in all things, if men had ears.
LORD BYRON