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 BYRONBut words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think.
More Lord Byron Quotes
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What’s drinking? A mere pause from thinking!
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I am not now That which I have been.
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Where there is mystery, it is generally suspected there must also be evil.
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I have imbibed such a love for money that I keep some sequins in a drawer to count, and cry over them once a week.
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If I could always read, I should never feel the want of company.
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The tiger will himself intervene in the discussion, in a manner which will be in every sense conclusive.
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The busy have no time for tears.
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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.
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If from society we learn to live, solitude should teach us how to die.
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Like the measles, love is most dangerous when it comes late in life.
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It is when we think we lead that we are most led.
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I learned to love despair.
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Be warm, be pure, be amorous, but be chaste.
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Heaven gives its favourites-early death.
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A drop of ink may make a million think.
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