More Quotes by Lord Byron
A woman who gives any advantage to a man may expect a lover - but will sooner or later find a tyrant.
A drop of ink may make a million think.
Think not I am what I appear.
There is music in all things, if men had ears.
The great art of life is sensation, to feel that we exist, even in pain.
But 'why then publish?' There are no rewards Of fame or profit when the world grows weary. I ask in turn why do you play at cards? Why drink? Why read? To make some hour less dreary. It occupies me to turn back regards On what I've seen or pondered, sad or cheery, And what I write I cast upon the stream To swim or sink. I have had at least my dream.
But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think.
Sorrow is knowledge, those that know the most must mourn the deepest, the tree of knowledge is not the tree of life.
You don't love a woman because she is beautiful, but she is beautiful because you love her. Never underestimate the power of love. The way to love anything is to realize it may be lost. The heart has its reasons that reason does not know at all. Music is love in search of a word. There is 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.
The dew of compassion is a tear.
