Quotes by George Gordon Byron

“In secret we met -In silence I grieve,That thy heart could forget,Thy spirit deceive.If I should meet theeAfter long years,How should I greet thee? -With silence and tears”

“All who joy would winMust share it -- Happiness was born a twin.”

“The great object of life is sensation- to feel that we exist, even though in pain.”

“Those who will not reason, are bigots, those who cannot, are fools, and those who dare not, are slaves.”

“I have a great mind to believe in Christianity for the mere pleasure of fancying I may be damned.”

“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.”

“Friendship is love without wings.”

“Tis strange,-but true; for truth is always strange;Stranger than fiction: if it could be told,How much would novels gain by the exchange!How differently the world would men behold!”

“Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, And yet a third of life is passed in sleep.”

“They never fail who die in a great cause.”

“We are all the fools of time and terror: DaysSteal on us and steal from us; yet we live,Loathing our life, and dreading still to die.”

“Sorrow is knowledge: they who know the most must mourn the deepest oer the fatal truth, the Tree of Knowledge is not that of Life.”

“Wedded she some years, and to a manOf fifty, and such husbands are in plenty;And yet, I think, instead of such a ONE'Twere better to have TWO of five and twenty...”

“But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think; T is strange, the shortest letter which man uses Inste...”

“The lapse of ages changes all things - time - language - the earth - the bounds of the sea - the stars of the sky, and everything 'about, around, and underneath' man, except man himself, who has al...”

“What deep wounds ever closed without a scar?The hearts bleed longest, and heals but to wear That which disfigures it.”

“The DreamLord ByronOur life is twofold; Sleep hath its own world,A boundary between the things misnamedDeath and existence: Sleep hath its own world,And a wide realm of wild reality,And dreams in t...”

“There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,There is a rapture on the lonely shore,There is society, where none intrudes,By the deep sea, and music in its roar:I love not man the less, but Nature more”

“She walks in beauty, like the nightOf cloudless climes and starry skies;And all that's best of dark and brightMeet in her aspect and her eyes...”

“I live not in myself, but I becomePortion of that around me: and to meHigh mountains are a feeling, but the humof human cities torture.”