There's naught, no doubt, so much the spirit calms as rum and true religion. — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Oh that the desert were my dwelling-place, With one fair spirit for my minister — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Shelley is truth itself and honour itself notwithstanding his out-of-the-way notions about religion. — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Christians have burnt each other, quite persuaded. That all the Apostles would have done as they did. — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
I do not believe in revealed religion - I will have nothing to do with your immortality; we are miserable enough in… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
There are four questions of value in life, Don Octavio. What is sacred? Of what is the spirit made? What is worth… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
I am no Platonist, I am nothing at all; but I would sooner be a Paulician, Manichean, Spinozist, Gentile, Pyrrhonian, Zoroastrian, than… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
The basis of your religion is injustice. The Son of God the pure, the immaculate, the innocent, is sacrificed for the guilty.… — 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
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
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
