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Words are things, and a small drop of ink, falling like dew upon a thought, produces that which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think.
By Lord (George Gordon) Byron
Every day confirms my opinion on the superiority of a vicious life -- and if Virtue is not its own reward I don't know any other stipend annexed to it.
By Lord (George Gordon) Byron
Why I came here, I know not; where I shall go it is useless to inquire -- in the midst of myriads of the living and the dead worlds, stars, systems, infinity, why should I be anxious about an atom?
By Lord (George Gordon) Byron
I am so convinced of the advantages of looking at mankind instead of reading about them, and of the bitter effects of staying at home with all the narrow prejudices of an Islander, that I think there should be a law amongst us to set our young men abroad for a term among the few allies our wars have left us.
By Lord (George Gordon) Byron
I swims in the Tagus all across at once, and I rides on an ass or a mule, and swears Portuguese, and have got a diarrhea and bites from the mosquitoes. But what of that? Comfort must not be expected by folks that go a pleasuring.
By Lord (George Gordon) Byron
Oh Time! the beautifier of the dead, adorer of the ruin, comforter and only healer when the heart hath bled... Time, the avenger!
By Lord (George Gordon) Byron
Oh! snatched away in beauty's bloom, On thee shall press no ponderous tomb; But on thy turf shall roses rear Their leaves, the earliest of the year.
By Lord (George Gordon) Byron
And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord!
By Lord (George Gordon) Byron
He scratched his ear, the infallible resource to which embarrassed people have recourse.
By Lord (George Gordon) Byron
A bargain is in its very essence a hostile transaction do not all men try to abate the price of all they buy? I contend that a bargain even between brethren is a declaration of war.
By Lord (George Gordon) Byron
It is true from early habit, one must make love mechanically as one swims; I was once very fond of both, but now as I never swim unless I tumble into the water, I don't make love till almost obliged.
By Lord (George Gordon) Byron
I should like to know who has been carried off, except poor dear me -- I have been more ravished myself than anybody since the Trojan war.
By Lord (George Gordon) Byron
Science is but the exchange of ignorance for that which is another kind of ignorance.
By Lord (George Gordon) Byron
When age chills the blood, when our pleasures are past-- For years fleet away with the wings of the dove-- The dearest remembrance will still be the last, Our sweetest memorial the first kiss of love.
By Lord (George Gordon) Byron
This sort of adoration of the real is but a heightening of the beau ideal.
By Lord (George Gordon) Byron
The reading or non-reading a book will never keep down a single petticoat.
By Lord (George Gordon) Byron
Whenever I meet with anything agreeable in this world it surprises me so much -- and pleases me so much (when my passions are not interested in one way or the other) that I go on wondering for a week to come.
By Lord (George Gordon) Byron
As to Don Juan, confess that it is the sublime of that there sort of writing; it may be bawdy, but is it not good English? It may be profligate, but is it not life, is it not the thing? Could any man have written it who has not lived in the world? and tooled in a post-chaise? in a hackney coach? in a Gondola? against a wall? in a court carriage? in a vis a vis? on a table? and under it?
By Lord (George Gordon) Byron
Like other parties of the kind, it was first silent, then talky, then argumentative, then disputatious, then unintelligible, then altogether, then inarticulate, and then drunk. When we had reached the last step of this glorious ladder, it was difficult to get down again without stumbling.
By Lord (George Gordon) Byron
There is a 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: I love not man the less, but Nature more.
By Lord (George Gordon) Byron
I have imbibed such a love for money that I keep some sequins in a drawer to count, and cry over them once a week.
By Lord (George Gordon) Byron