Yet Time, who changes all, had altered him in soul and aspect as in age: Years steal Fire from the mind as… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
The lapse of ages changes all things - time - language - the earth - the bounds of the sea - the… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Sorrow is knowledge, those that know the most must mourn the deepest, the tree of knowledge is not the tree of life. — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Man's love is of man's life a thing apart, 'Tis woman's whole existence. — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Be thou the rainbow in the storms of life. The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, and tints tomorrow with prophetic… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Man being reasonable must get drunk; The best of life is but intoxication; Glory, the grape, love, gold - in these are… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Sometimes it seems like we're living in a prison & the crime is how much we hate ourselves. — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Books, Manuals, Directives, Regulations. The geometries that circumscribe your working life draw norrower and norrower until nothing fits inside them anymore. — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Think'st thou existence doth depend on time? It doth; but actions are our epochs — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
He who grown aged in this world of woe, In deeds, not years, piercing the depths of life, So that no wonder… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
“The great object of life is sensation- to feel that we exist, even though in pain.” — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
I have had, and may have still, a thousand friends, as they are called, in life, who are like one's partners in… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Every day confirms my opinion on the superiority of a vicious life, and if Virtue is not its own reward, I don't… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Here lies interred in the eternity of the past, from whence there is no resurrection for the days - whatever there may… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Our life is two fold Sleep hath its own world, A boundary between the things misnamed Death and existence Sleep hath its… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
What should I have known or written had I been a quiet, mercantile politician or a lord in waiting? A man must… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
When one subtracts from life infancy (which is vegetation), sleep, eating and swilling, buttoning and unbuttoning - how much remains of downright… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Many are poets, but without the name;For what is Poesy but to createFrom overfeeling Good or Ill; and aimAt an external life… — 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
