Venice once was dear, The pleasant place of all festivity…

A thousand years may scare form a state. An hour may lay it in ruins.

— Lord Byron

To chase the glowing hours with flying feet.

— Lord Byron

Your thief looks Exactly like the rest, or rather better; 'Tis only at the bar, and in the dungeon, That wise men know your…

— Lord Byron

Age shakes Athena's tower, but spares gray Marathon.

— Lord Byron

She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her…

— Lord Byron

“We of the craft are all crazy. Some are affected by gaiety, others by melancholy, but all are more or less touched.”

— Lord Byron

Men love in haste, but they detest at leisure.

— Lord Byron

And the commencement of atonement is the sense of its necessity.

— Lord Byron

Self-love for ever creeps out, like a snake, to sting anything which happens to stumble upon it.

— Lord Byron

Lord of himself; that heritage of woe!

— Lord Byron

Here's a sigh to those who love me,And a smile to those who hate;And, whatever sky's above me,Here's a heart for every fate.

— Lord Byron

For most men (till by losing rendered sager), Will back their own opinions by a wager

— Lord Byron

It is by far the most elegant worship, hardly excepting the Greek mythology. What with incense, pictures, statues, altars, shrines, relics, and the real…

— Lord Byron

I should like to know who has been carried off, except poor dear me - I have been more ravished myself than anybody since…

— Lord Byron

O thou beautiful And unimaginable ether! and Ye multiplying masses of increased And still increasing lights! what are ye? what Is this blue wilderness…

— Lord Byron