The heart will break, but broken live on.
LORD BYRONThere is no instinct like that of the heart.
More Lord Byron Quotes
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That music in itself, whose sounds are song, The poetry of speech.
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Armenian is the language to speak with God.
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A small drop of ink makes thousands, perhaps millions… think.
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I stood among them, but not of them: in a shroud of thoughts which were not their thoughts.
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And gentle winds and waters near, make music to the lonely ear.
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Hatred is the madness of the heart.
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In solitude, where we are least alone.
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Tyranny is for the worst of treasons.
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Reason is so unreasonable, that few people can say they are in possession of it.
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To have joy, one must share it.
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I learned to love despair.
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The devil was the first democrat
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Few things surpass old wine; and they may preach Who please, the more because they preach in vain
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But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think.
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Let joy be unconfined.
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Eat, drink and love…the rest is not worth a nickel
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Who falls from all he knows of bliss, Cares little into what abyss.
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The art of angling, the cruelest, the coldest and the stupidest of pretended sports.
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They truly mourn, that mourn without a witness.
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The first moment of an universal republic would convert me into an advocate for single and uncontradicted despotism.
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Damn description, it is always disgusting.
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Since Eve ate the apple, much depends on dinner.
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A drop of ink may make a million think.
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I only go out to get me a fresh appetite for being alone.
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We are all the fools of time and terror: Days Steal on us and steal from us; yet we live, Loathing our life, and dreading still to die.
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What a strange thing is man! And what a stranger is woman.
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