Romances paint at full length people's wooing. But only give a bust of marriages. — 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
Curiosity kills itself; and love is only curiosity, as is proved by its end. — 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
Of all tales 'tis the saddest--and more sad, Because it makes us smile. — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
No more we meet in yonder bowers Absence has made me prone to roving; But older, firmer hearts than ours, Have found… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
“Even innocence itself has many a wile, And will not dare to trust itself with truth, And love is taught hypocrisy from… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Constancy... that small change of love, which people exact so rigidly, receive in such counterfeit coin, and repay in baser metal. — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
And I would hear yet once before I perish The voice which was my music... Speak to me! — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Love rules the camp, the court, the grove - for love is Heaven, and Heaven is love. — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
I have always laid it down as a maxim -and found it justified by experience -that a man and a woman make… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Let none think to fly the danger for soon or late love is his own avenger. — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
If I don't write to empty my mind, I go mad. As to that regular, uninterrupted love of writing. I do not… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
I am never long, even in the society of her I love, without yearning for the company of my lamp and my… — 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
