Tis the perception of the beautiful, A fine extension of the faculties, Platonic, universal, wonderful, Drawn from the stars, and filtered through the skies, Without which life would be extremely dull
LORD BYRONTis the perception of the beautiful, A fine extension of the faculties, Platonic, universal, wonderful, Drawn from the stars, and filtered through the skies, Without which life would be extremely dull
LORD BYRONLet joy be unconfined.
LORD BYRONIn solitude, where we are least alone.
LORD BYRONMan, being reasonable, must get drunk; the best of life is but intoxication.
LORD BYRONThe poor dog, in life the firmest friend. The first to welcome, foremost to defend.
LORD BYRONWhat’s drinking? A mere pause from thinking!
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 BYRONEat, drink and love…the rest is not worth a nickel
LORD BYRONI have simplified my politics into an utter detestation of all existing governments; and, as it is the shortest and most agreeable and summary feeling imaginable.
LORD BYRONFew things surpass old wine; and they may preach Who please, the more because they preach in vain
LORD BYRONAnd gentle winds and waters near, make music to the lonely ear.
LORD BYRONThe dome of thought, the palace of the soul.
LORD BYRONThere is music in all things, if men had ears.
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 BYRONIf from society we learn to live, solitude should teach us how to die.
LORD BYRONA mistress never is nor can be a friend. While you agree, you are lovers; and when it is over, anything but friends.
LORD BYRON