Lord Byron Quotes (306 Quotes)

Thou art justly served,
Good King!

I by no means rank poetry high in the scale of intelligence -this may look like affectation but it is my real opinion. It is the lava of the imagination whose eruption prevents an earthquake.

The better days of life were ours;
The worst can be but mine:
The sun that cheers, the storm that lowers,
Shall never more be thine.

But Shakespeare also says, 'tis very silly To gild refind gold, or paint the lily'.

Though women are angels, yet wedlock's the devil.

But oh ye lords of ladies intellectual, Inform us truly - have they not henpecked you all

An old man With an old soul, and both extremely blind.

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.

Fools are my theme, let satire be my song.

Whenever I meet with anything agreeable in this world it surprises me so much -- and pleases me so much (when my passions are not interested in one way or the other) that I go on wondering for a week to come.

I like his holiness very much, particularly since an order, which I understand he has lately given, that no more miracles shall be performed.

There is no sterner moralist than pleasure.

They cannot part---those Souls are One.

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

I have a notion that gamblers are as happy as most people, being always excited women, wine, fame, the table, even ambition, sate now and then, but every turn of the card and cast of the dice keeps the gambler alive -- besides one can game ten times longer than one can do any thing else.

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

He who is only just is cruel. Who on earth could live were all judged justly?

But life is hazard at the best; and here
No more remains to win, and much to fear:
Yes, fear!

There is no instinct like that of the heart.

Tis the perception of the beautiful, A fine extension of the faculties, Platonic, universal, wonderful, Drawn from the stars, and filtered through the skies, Without which life would be extremely dull

I have a great mind to believe in Christianity for the mere pleasure of fancying I may be damned.

The negroes more philosophy displayed, - Used to it, no doubt, as eels are to be flayed.

The Cardinal is at his wit's end - it is true that he had not far to go.

Men are the sport of circumstances when it seems circumstances are the sport of men.

Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean - roll Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain Man marks the earth with ruin - his control Stops with the shore.

It is odd but agitation or contest of any kind gives a rebound to my spirits and sets me up for a time.

Then, fare thee well, deceitful Maid!

He left a Corsair's name to other times, Linked with one virtue, and a thousand crimes.

War's a brain spattering windpipe splitting art.

Think not I am what I appear.

All tragedies are finished by a death, All comedies are ended by a marriage

Time, the avenger unto thee I lift My hands, and eyes, and heart, and crave of thee a gift.

He possessed beauty without vanity, strength without insolence courage without ferocity and all the virtues of man without his vices.

What is fame? The advantage of being known by people of whom you yourself know nothing, and for whom you care as little.

Dreading that climax of all human ills the inflammation of his weekly bills.

The dew of compassion is a tear.

O gold I still prefer thee unto paper which makes bank credit like a bank of vapor.

There is a tide in the affairs of women, Which, taken at the flood, leads God knows where

I grant my love imperfect, all
That mortals by the name miscall;
Then deem it evil, what thou wilt;
But say, oh say, hers was not guilt !

I am always most religious upon a sunshiny day...

There is no traitor like him whose domestic treason plants the poniard within the breast that trusted to his truth

Alas The love of women it is known to be a lovely and fearful thing

Fame is the thirst of youth.

The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.

The king-times are fast finishing. There will be blood shed like water, and tears like mist but the peoples will conquer in the end. I shall not live to see it, but I foresee it.

It is true from early habit, one must make love mechanically as one swims I was once very fond of both, but now as I never swim unless I tumble into the water, I don't make love till almost obliged.

It is by far the most elegant worship, hardly excepting the Greek mythology. What with incense, pictures, statues, altars, shrines, relics, and the real presence, confession, absolution, -- there is something sensible to grasp at. Besides, it leaves no possibility of doubt for those who swallow their Deity, really and truly, in transubstantiation, can hardly find any thing else otherwise than easy of digestion.

Like other parties of the kind, it was first silent, then talky, then argumentative, then disputatious, then unintelligible, then altogether, then inarticulate, and then drunk. When we had reached the last step of this glorious ladder, it was difficult to get down again without stumbling.

There is something to me very softening in the presence of a woman, some strange influence, even if one is not in love with them, which I cannot at all account for, having no very high opinion of the sex. But yet, I always feel in better humor with myself and every thing else, if there is a woman within ken.

In truth, he was a noble steed.