More Quotes by Lord Byron
Whatsoever thy birth, Thou wert a beautiful thought, and softly bodied forth.
A woman who gives any advantage to a man may expect a lover - but will sooner or later find a tyrant.
What deep wounds ever closed without a scar? The hearts bleed longest, and heals but to wear That which disfigures it.
Friendship may, and often does, grow into love, but love never subsides into friendship.
The heart will break, but broken live on.
A timid mind is apt to mistake every scratch for a mortal wound.
Let joy be unconfined.
What is Death, so it be but glorious? 'Tis a sunset; And mortals may be happy to resemble The Gods but in decay.
I deny nothing, but doubt everything.
There are some feelings time cannot benumb, Nor torture shake.
