Lord Byron Quotes - 25 The Best Ones

Lord Byron Quotes

Lord Byron Quotes – 25 The Best Ones

“In secret we met –
In silence I grieve,
That thy heart could forget,
Thy spirit deceive.
If I should meet thee
After long years,
How should I greet thee? –
With silence and tears”
— Lord Byron

“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 aspect and her eyes…”
— Lord Byron

“The great object of life is sensation- to feel that we exist, even though in pain.”
— Lord Byron

“Those who will not reason, are bigots, those who cannot, are fools, and those who dare not, are slaves.”
— Lord Byron

“Always laugh when you can, it is cheap medicine.”
— Lord Byron

“But words are things, and a small drop of ink,
Falling, like dew, upon a thought produces
That which makes thousands, perhaps millions think.”
— Lord Byron

“The heart will break, but broken live on. ”
— Lord Byron

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

“Sorrow is knowledge, those that know the most must mourn the deepest, the tree of knowledge is not the tree of life. ”
— Lord Byron

“There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar: I love not man the less, but Nature more, From these our interviews, in which I steal From all I may be, or have been before, To mingle with the Universe, and feel What I can ne’er express, yet cannot all conceal.”
— Lord Byron

“I have a great mind to believe in Christianity for the mere pleasure of fancying I may be damned.”
— Lord Byron

“The thorns which I have reap’d are of the tree
I planted; they have torn me, and I bleed.
I should have known what fruit would spring from such a seed.”
— Lord Byron

“I know that two and two make four – and should be glad to prove it too if I could – though I must say if by any sort of process I could convert 2 and 2 into five it would give me much greater pleasure.”
— Lord Byron

“Love will find a way through paths where wolves fear to prey.”
— Lord Byron

“Be thou the rainbow in the storms of life. The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, and tints tomorrow with prophetic ray.”
— Lord Byron

“I love not man the less, but nature more”
— Lord Byron

“A woman being never at a loss… the devil always sticks by them.”
— Lord Byron (Lord Byron: Selected Letters and Journals,)

“Adversity is the first path to truth.”
— Lord Byron

“Letter writing is the only device combining solitude with good company.”
— Lord Byron

“She was like me in lineaments– her eyes
Her hair, her features, all, to the very tone
Even of her voice, they said were like to mine;
But soften’d all, and temper’d into beauty;
She had the same lone thoughts and wanderings,
The quest of hidden knowledge, and a mind
To comprehend the universe: nor these
Alone, but with them gentler powers than mine,
Pity, and smiles, and tears– which I had not;
And tenderness– but that I had for her;
Humility– and that I never had.
Her faults were mine– her virtues were her own–
I loved her, and destroy’d her!”
— Lord Byron (The Poetical Works of Lord Byron)

“I had a dream, which was not at all a dream.”
— Lord Byron

“But first, on earth as vampire sent,
Thy corse shall from its tomb be rent,
Then ghastly haunt thy native place,
And suck the blood of all thy race.

There from thy daughter, sister, wife,
At midnight drain the stream of life,
Yet loathe the banquet which perforce
Must feed thy livid living corse.

Thy victims ere they yet expire
Shall know the demon for their sire,
As cursing thee, thou cursing them,
Thy flowers are withered on the stem.”
— Lord Byron

“Why I came here, I know not; where I shall go it is useless to inquire – in the midst of myriads of the living and the dead worlds, stars, systems, infinity, why should I be anxious about an atom?”
— Lord Byron

“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 aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow’d to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all
A heart whose love is innocent!”
— Lord Byron (Selected Poems of Lord Byron)

“To have joy, one must share it.”
— Lord Byron

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