More Quotes by Lord Byron
I slept and dreamt that life was beauty; I woke and found that life was duty.
If I don't write to empty my mind, I go mad.
Fools are my theme, let satire be my song.
Friendship is Love without his wings!
The premises are so delightfully extensive, that two people might live together without ever seeing, hearing or meeting.
Whatsoever thy birth, Thou wert a beautiful thought, and softly bodied forth.
Be warm, be pure, be amorous, but be chaste.
What deep wounds ever closed without a scar? The hearts bleed longest, and heals but to wear That which disfigures it.
There is no instinct like that of the heart.
There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her beauty and her chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men. A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell. But hush! hark! a deep sound strikes like a rising knell!
