Lord Byron Quotes

‘Tis sweet to know there is an eye will mark our coming, and look brighter when we come.

Lovers may be – and indeed generally are – enemies, but they never can be friends, because there must always be a spice of jealousy and a something of Self in all their speculations.

To have joy, one must share it.

I am acquainted with no immaterial sensuality so delightful as good acting.

Roll on, deep and dark blue ocean, roll. Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain. Man marks the earth with ruin, but his control stops with the shore.

Let none think to fly the danger for soon or late love is his own avenger.

They never fail who die in a great cause.

But what is Hope? Nothing but the paint on the face of Existence; the least touch of truth rubs it off, and then we see what a hollow-cheeked harlot we have got hold of.

I would rather have a nod from an American, than a snuff-box from an emperor.

All farewells should be sudden, when forever.

A thousand years may scare form a state. An hour may lay it in ruins.

Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, And yet a third of life is passed in sleep.

Society is now one polished horde, formed of two mighty tries, the Bores and Bored.

The ‘good old times’ – all times when old are good.

Friendship may, and often does, grow into love, but love never subsides into friendship.

This man is freed from servile bands, Of hope to rise, or fear to fall; Lord of himself, though not of lands, And leaving nothing, yet hath all.

For in itself a thought, a slumbering thought, is capable of years, and curdles a long life into one hour.