Lord Byron

I love not man the less, but Nature more…

This man is freed from servile bands, Of hope to rise, or fear to fall…

Adversity is the first path to truth…

A man of eighty has outlived probably three new schools of painting, two of architecture…

Be thou the rainbow in the storms of life. The evening beam that smiles the…

I have a great mind to believe in Christianity for the mere pleasure of fancying…

We are all selfish and I no more trust myself than others with a good…

America is a model of force and freedom and moderation – with all the coarseness and…

Lovers may be – and indeed generally are – enemies, but they never can be friends, because…

This is the patent age of new inventions for killing bodies, and for saving souls…

If we must have a tyrant, let him at least be a gentleman who has…

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

Ye stars! which are the poetry of heaven…

As long as I retain my feeling and my passion for Nature, I can partly…

For truth is always strange stranger than fiction…