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More Quotes by Lord Byron
The dew of compassion is a tear.
Land of lost gods and godlike men.
Divine in hookas, glorious in a pipe When tipp'd with amber, mellow, rich, and ripe;... Yet thy true lovers more admire by far Thy naked beauties - give me a cigar!
Friendship may, and often does, grow into love, but love never subsides into friendship.
There is something to me very softening in the presence of a woman, some strange influence, even if one is not in love with them, which I cannot at all account for, having no very high opinion of the sex. But yet, I always feel in better humor with myself and every thing else, if there is a woman within ken.
Adversity is the first path to truth.
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.
What's drinking? A mere pause from thinking!
There is no instinct like that of the heart.
Let joy be unconfined.