Good work and joyous play go hand in hand. When play stops, old age begins. Play keeps you from taking life too seriously.
LORD BYRONGood work and joyous play go hand in hand. When play stops, old age begins. Play keeps you from taking life too seriously.
LORD BYRONThose who will not reason, are bigots, those who cannot, are fools, and those who dare not, are slaves.
LORD BYRONThere is music in all things, if men had ears.
LORD BYRONThough I love my country, I do not love my countrymen.
LORD BYRONWhy I came here, I know not; where I shall go it is useless to inquire – in the midst of myriads of the living and the dead worlds, stars, systems, infinity, why should I be anxious about an atom?
LORD BYRONAbsence – that common cure of love.
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 BYRONSince Eve ate the apple, much depends on dinner.
LORD BYRONThere is something pagan in me that I cannot shake off. In short, I deny nothing, but doubt everything.
LORD BYRONWhat is fame? The advantage of being known by people of whom you yourself know nothing, and for whom you care as little.
LORD BYRONThink not I am what I appear.
LORD BYRONOpinions are made to be changed or how is truth to be got at?
LORD BYRONThe best prophet of the future is the past.
LORD BYRONThe 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 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 BYRONThere’s not a joy the world can give like that it takes away.
LORD BYRON