I have great hopes that we shall love each other all our lives as much as if we had never married at all.
LORD BYRONA drop of ink may make a million think.
More Lord Byron Quotes
-
-
If I could always read, I should never feel the want of company.
LORD BYRON -
Who then will explain the explanation?
LORD BYRON -
If I don’t write to empty my mind, I go mad.
LORD BYRON -
What a strange thing is man! And what a stranger is woman.
LORD BYRON -
I do not believe in any religion, I will have nothing to do with immortality. We are miserable enough in this life without speculating upon another.
LORD BYRON -
I slept and dreamt that life was beauty; I woke and found that life was duty.
LORD BYRON -
There is no instinct like that of the heart.
LORD BYRON -
Why 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 -
You gave me the key to your heart, my love, then why did you make me knock?
LORD BYRON -
Gone, glimmering through the dream of things that were.
LORD BYRON -
Eternity forbids thee to forget.
LORD BYRON -
The fact is, riches are power, and poverty is slavery all over the earth, and one sort of establishment is no better, nor worse, for a people than another.
LORD BYRON -
There are four questions of value in life, Don Octavio. What is sacred? Of what is the spirit made? What is worth living for and what is worth dying for? The answer to each is the same. Only love.
LORD BYRON -
A pretty woman is a welcome guest.
LORD BYRON -
I awoke one day to find myself famous.
LORD BYRON -
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.
LORD BYRON -
The leaves along the limpid streams of Eden? Is your course measur’d for ye? Or do ye Sweep on in your unbounded revelry Through an aerial universe of endless Expansion,–at which my soul aches to think,– Intoxicated with eternity.
LORD BYRON -
A small drop of ink makes thousands, perhaps millions… think.
LORD BYRON -
Sorrow is knowledge, those that know the most must mourn the deepest, the tree of knowledge is not the tree of life.
LORD BYRON -
The tiger will himself intervene in the discussion, in a manner which will be in every sense conclusive.
LORD BYRON -
What 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 BYRON -
A drop of ink may make a million think.
LORD BYRON -
Self praise is no praise at all.
LORD BYRON -
It is when we think we lead that we are most led.
LORD BYRON -
Till taught by pain, men know not water’s worth.
LORD BYRON -
And I would hear yet once before I perish The voice which was my music… Speak to me!
LORD BYRON