America is a model of force and freedom and moderation – with all the coarseness and rudeness of its people.
LORD BYRONAmerica is a model of force and freedom and moderation – with all the coarseness and rudeness of its people.
LORD BYRONLet joy be unconfined.
LORD BYRONYou gave me the key to your heart, my love, then why did you make me knock?
LORD BYRONA drop of ink may make a million think.
LORD BYRONHeaven gives its favourites-early death.
LORD BYRONAll tragedies are finished by a death, All comedies are ended by a marriage.
LORD BYRONWhat an antithetical mind! – tenderness, roughness – delicacy, coarseness – sentiment, sensuality – soaring and groveling, dirt and deity – all mixed up in that one compound of inspired clay!
LORD BYRONI am not now That which I have been.
LORD BYRONAdversity is the first path to truth.
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 BYRONThe art of angling, the cruelest, the coldest and the stupidest of pretended sports.
LORD BYRONWhat’s drinking? A mere pause from thinking!
LORD BYRONWhat deep wounds ever closed without a scar?
LORD BYRONThink not I am what I appear.
LORD BYRONI deny nothing, but doubt everything.
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 BYRON