Whatsoever thy birth, thou were a beautiful thought and softly bodied forth. — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Dreading that climax of all human ills the inflammation of his weekly bills. — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
I stood among them, but not of them: in a shroud of thoughts which were not their thoughts. — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
This sort of adoration of the real is but a heightening of the beau ideal. — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Of all tales 'tis the saddest--and more sad, Because it makes us smile. — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
A feast not profuse but elegant; more of salt [refinement] than of expense. — 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
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