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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.

Lord Byron

Man is in part divine, A troubled stream from a pure source.
LORD BYRON

Divine Form Man Part Pure Soul Steam Trouble
If I could always read, I should never feel the want of company.
LORD BYRON

Always Company Could Feel never Read Want
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?
LORD BYRON

All Believe Chose Fool Impostors Men Most Mystery Sect Understand Written
You gave me the key to your heart, my love, then why did you make me knock?
LORD BYRON

Gave Heart Key Knock Love Make
I deny nothing, but doubt everything.
LORD BYRON

Deny Doubt Everything Nothing
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.
LORD BYRON

Ages All Around Bound Change Earth Every Language Lapse Skym Star Thing Time
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.
LORD BYRON

Crave Drive Even Exist Feel Game Great Life Object Pain Sensation Though Void
Few things surpass old wine; and they may preach Who please, the more because they preach in vain
LORD BYRON

Brain Few Thing May Preach More Pleas Surpass Wine
They truly mourn, that mourn without a witness.
LORD BYRON

Mourn Truly Without Witness
It is when we think we lead that we are most led.
LORD BYRON

Lead led Most Think
The great art of life is sensation, to feel that we exist, even in pain.
LORD BYRON

Art Even Exist Great Life Pain Sensation
Friendship may, and often does, grow into love, but love never subsides into friendship.
LORD BYRON

Friendship Love May Often Susbside
In solitude, where we are least alone.
LORD BYRON

Alone Lease Solitude
Good work and joyous play go hand in hand. When play stops, old age begins. Play keeps you from taking life too seriously.
LORD BYRON

Age Being Good Hand Joyous Old Play Stop Work
What deep wounds ever closed without a scar?
LORD BYRON

Close Deep Ever Scar Without Wound
I have not loved the world, nor the world me.
LORD BYRON

Emotion Feel Loved World

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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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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