A drop of ink may make a million think.
LORD BYRONA drop of ink may make a million think.
LORD BYRONThere is music in all things, if men had ears.
LORD BYRONAnd gentle winds and waters near, make music to the lonely ear.
LORD BYRONWhat deep wounds ever closed without a scar?
LORD BYRONBut words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think.
LORD BYRONSocrates said, our only knowledge was “To know that nothing could be known;” a pleasant Science enough, which levels to an ass Each Man of Wisdom, future, past, or present.
LORD BYRONThey used to say that knowledge is power. I used to think so, but I know now they mean money.
LORD BYRONMen think highly of those who rise rapidly in the world; whereas nothing rises quicker than dust, straw, and feathers.
LORD BYRONI stood among them, but not of them: in a shroud of thoughts which were not their thoughts.
LORD BYRONTyranny is for the worst of treasons.
LORD BYRONWho falls from all he knows of bliss, Cares little into what abyss.
LORD BYRONOne of the pleasures of reading old letters is the knowledge that they need no answer.
LORD BYRONWhere there is mystery, it is generally suspected there must also be evil.
LORD BYRONThe 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 BYRONWhat should I have known or written had I been a quiet, mercantile politician or a lord in waiting? A man must travel, and turmoil, or there is no existence.
LORD BYRONA thousand years may scare form a state. An hour may lay it in ruins.
LORD BYRON