Lord Byron
150 quotes
Biography
"Friendship is Love without his wings!"
"The great art of life is sensation, to feel that we exist, even in pain."
"Be thou the rainbow in the storms of life. The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, and tints tomorrow with prophetic ray."
"Absence - that common cure of love."
"Friendship may, and often does, grow into love, but love never subsides into friendship."
"Who loves, raves."
"There is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture in 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."
"If I am fool, it is, at least, a doubting one; and I envy no one the certainty of his self-approved wisdom."
"Who knows whether, when a comet shall approach this globe to destroy it, as it often has been and will be destroyed, men will not tear rocks from their foundations by means of steam, and hurl mountains, as the giants are said to have done, against the flaming mass?—and then we shall have traditions of Titans again, and of wars with Heaven."
"My great comfort is, that the temporary celebrity I have wrung from the world has been in the very teeth of all opinions and prejudices. I have flattered no ruling powers; I have never concealed a single thought that tempted me."
"There 's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away."
"I had a dream, which was not all a dream."
"The careful pilot of my proper woe."
"When a man hath no freedom to fight for at home, Let him combat for that of his neighbours; Let him think of the glories of Greece and of Rome And get knock'd on the head for his labours. To do good to mankind is the chivalrous plan, And is always as nobly requited; Then battle for freedom wherever you can. And, if not shot or hang'd, you'll get knighted."
"Send me no more reviews of any kind. — I will read no more of evil or good in that line. — Walter Scott has not read a review of himself for thirteen years."
"I awoke one morning and found myself famous."
"A great poet belongs to no country; his works are public property, and his Memoirs the inheritance of the public."
"Lord of himself,—that heritage of woe!"
"Born in the garret, in the kitchen bred."
"I loved my country, and I hated him."
"Friendship is Love without wings."
"What say you to such a supper with such a woman?"
"With just enough of learning to misquote."
"Better to err with Pope, than shine with Pye."
"The fatal facility of the octosyllabic verse."