I should like to know who has been carried off, except poor dear me - I have been more ravished myself than… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
[My advice] will one day be found With other relics of 'a former world,' When this world shall be former, underground, Thrown… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Nothing so fretful, so despicable as a Scribbler, see what I am, and what a parcel of Scoundrels I have brought about… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
I am the very slave of circumstance And impulse borne away with every breath! Misplaced upon the throne misplaced in life. I… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
It would be difficult, perhaps, to find the annals of a nation less stained with crimes than those of the Armenians, whose… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
It has been said that the immortality of the soul is a grand peut-tre -but still it is a grand one. Everybody… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
The mind can make substance, and people planets of its own with beings brighter than have been, and give a breath to… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Tis pleasing to be school'd in a strange tongue By female lips and eyes--that is, I mean, When both the teacher and… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
What opposite discoveries we have seen! (Signs of true genius, and of empty pockets.) One makes new noses, one a guillotine, One… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
My great comfort is, that the temporary celebrity I have wrung from the world has been in the very teeth of all… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Bread has been made (indifferent) from potatoes; And galvanism has set some corpses grinning, But has not answer'd like the apparatus Of… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
I die but first I have possessed, And come what may, I have been blessed. — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
“We of the craft are all crazy. Some are affected by gaiety, others by melancholy, but all are more or less touched.” — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Self-love for ever creeps out, like a snake, to sting anything which happens to stumble upon it. — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
For most men (till by losing rendered sager), Will back their own opinions by a wager — Lord Byron Copy Share Image