One of the pleasures of reading old letters is the knowledge that they need no answer.
LORD BYRONOne of the pleasures of reading old letters is the knowledge that they need no answer.
LORD BYRONFriendship is Love without his wings!
LORD BYRONThey truly mourn, that mourn without a witness.
LORD BYRONBe warm, be pure, be amorous, but be chaste.
LORD BYRONTo have joy, one must share it.
LORD BYRONEat, drink and love…the rest is not worth a nickel
LORD BYRONThere is no instinct like that of the heart.
LORD BYRONLove will find a way through paths where wolves fear to prey.
LORD BYRONNewton, (that Proverb of the Mind,) alas! Declared, with all his grand discoveries recent, That he himself felt only “like a youth Picking up shells by the great Ocean-Truth.”
LORD BYRONThe dew of compassion is a tear.
LORD BYRONWhat deep wounds ever closed without a scar?
LORD BYRONThe drying up a single tear has more, of honest fame, than shedding seas of gore.
LORD BYRONI am not now That which I have been.
LORD BYRONAbsence – that common cure of love.
LORD BYRONThe devil was the first democrat
LORD BYRONShe walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes.
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