More Quotes by Lord Byron
They never fail who die in a great cause.
I slept and dreamt that life was beauty; I woke and found that life was duty.
Fools are my theme, let satire be my song.
A timid mind is apt to mistake every scratch for a mortal wound.
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.
The premises are so delightfully extensive, that two people might live together without ever seeing, hearing or meeting.
Man is in part divine, A troubled stream from a pure source.
Friendship may, and often does, grow into love, but love never subsides into friendship.
The mind can make substance, and people planets of its own with beings brighter than have been, and give a breath to forms which can outlive all flesh.
Men think highly of those who rise rapidly in the world; whereas nothing rises quicker than dust, straw, and feathers.
