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 BYRONI learned to love despair.
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I should, many a good day, have blown my brains out, but for the recollection that it would have given pleasure to my mother-in-law.
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Till taught by pain, men know not water’s worth.
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To have joy, one must share it.
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I learned to love despair.
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What’s drinking? A mere pause from thinking!
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There is something pagan in me that I cannot shake off. In short, I deny nothing, but doubt everything.
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A drop of ink may make a million think.
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The great art of life is sensation, to feel that we exist, even in pain.
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There is no instinct like that of the heart.
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What a strange thing is man! And what a stranger is woman.
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Armenian is the language to speak with God.
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If I don’t write to empty my mind, I go mad.
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Eat, drink and love…the rest is not worth a nickel
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There’s not a joy the world can give like that it takes away.
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I slept and dreamt that life was beauty; I woke and found that life was duty.
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