My turn of mind is so given to taking things in the absurd point of view, that it breaks out in spite… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Years steal fire from the mind as vigor from the limb; and life's enchanted cup but sparkles near the brim. — 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
O ye! who teach the ingenious youth of nations, Holland, France, England, Germany or Spain, I pray ye flog them upon all… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Pythagoras, Locke, Socrates - but pages might be filled up, as vainly as before, with the sad usage of all sorts of… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
When Bishop Berkeley said "there was no matter." And proved it--'t was no matter what he said. — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Man is born passionate of body, but with an innate though secret tendency to the love of Good in his main-spring of… — 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
Eternal Spirit of the chainless Mind! Brightest in dungeons, Liberty! thou art, For there thy habitation is the heart-- The heart which… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
I have a great mind to believe in Christianity for the mere pleasure of fancying I may be damned. — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
It is not for minds like ours to give or to receive flatter; yet the praises of sincerity have ever been permitted… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Retirement accords with the tone of my mind; I will not descend to a world I despise. — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
I came to realize clearly that the mind is no other than the Mountain and the Rivers and the great wide Earth,… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
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
So do the dark in soul expire, Or live like scorpion girt by fire; So writhes the mind remorse hath riven, Unfit… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
The keenest pangs the wretched find Are rapture to the dreary void, The leafless desert of the mind, The waste of feelings… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
What an antithetical mind! - tenderness, roughness - delicacy, coarseness - sentiment, sensuality - soaring and groveling, dirt and deity - all… — 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
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
