Your thief looks Exactly like the rest, or rather better; 'Tis only at the bar, and in the dungeon, That wise men… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, And yet a third of life is passed in sleep. — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
He was a man of his times. with one virtue and a thousand crimes. (The Corsair) — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Father of Light! great God of Heaven! Hear'st thou the accents of despair? Can guilt like man's be e'er forgiven? Can vice… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Admire, exult, despise, laugh, weep for here There is such matter for all feelings: Man! Thou pendulum betwixt a smile and tear. — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
For a man to become a poet (witness Petrarch and Dante), he must be in love, or miserable. — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
'Tis solitude should teach us how to die; It hath no flatterers; vanity can give, No hollow aid; alone - man with… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Kill a man's family, and he may brook it, But keep your hands out of his breeches' pocket. — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
But 'midst the crowd, the hum, the shock of men, To hear, to see, to feel, and to possess, And roam along,… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
I am so convinced of the advantages of looking at mankind instead of reading about them, . . . that I think… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
A bargain is in its very essence a hostile transaction do not all men try to abate the price of all they… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
If a man proves too clearly and convincingly to himself...that a tiger is an optical illusion--well, he will find out he is… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Let no man grumble when his friends fall off, As they will do like leaves at the first breeze; When your affairs… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
The lapse of ages changes all things - time, language, the earth, the bounds of the sea, the stars of the sky,… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
A man must serve his time to every trade, Save censure-critics all are ready made. Take hackney'd jokes from Miller, got by… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
But as to women, who can penetrate the real sufferings of their she condition? Man's very sympathy with their estate has much… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
As to Don Juan, confess that it is the sublime of that there sort of writing; it may be bawdy, but is… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
What is the end of Fame? 'tis but to fill A certain portion of uncertain paper: Some liken it to climbing up… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
The poor dog, in life the firmest friend, The first to welcome, foremost to defend, Whose honest heart is still the master's… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Socrates said, our only knowledge was "To know that nothing could be known;" a pleasant Science enough, which levels to an ass… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
I really cannot know whether I am or am not the Genius you are pleased to call me, but I am very… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her beauty and her chivalry, and bright The… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
It is not one man nor a million, but the spirit of liberty that must be preserved. The waves which dash upon… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Man is a carnivorous production, And must have meals, at least one meal a day; He cannot live, like woodcocks, upon suction,… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Ancient of days! august Athena! where, Where are thy men of might? thy grand in soul? Gone--glimmering through the dream of things… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Yet still there whispers the small voice within, Heard through Gain's silence, and o'er Glory's din; Whatever creed be taught or land… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Men are the sport of circumstances when it seems circumstances are the sport of men. — 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
