George Gordon Byron Quotes
Inspirational quotes by George Gordon ByronThere is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture in 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.
Adversity is the first path to truth.
And yet a little tumult, now and then, is an agreeable quickener of sensation such as a revolution, a battle, or an adventure of any lively description.
But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think.
Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, And yet a third of life is passed in sleep.
For what were all these country patriots born To hunt, and vote, and raise the price of corn
He who is only just is cruel. Who on earth could live were all judged justly
I feel my immortality over sweep all pains, all tears, all time, all fears, - and peal, like the eternal thunders of the deep, into my ears, this truth, - thou livest forever
I have always believed that all things depended upon Fortune, and nothing upon ourselves.
I shall soon be six-and-twenty. Is there anything in the future that can possibly console us for not being always twenty-five
It is odd but agitation or contest of any kind gives a rebound to my spirits and sets me up for a time.
It was one of the deadliest and heaviest feelings of my life to feel that I was no longer a boy. From that moment I began to grow old in my own esteem-and in my esteem age is not estimable.
My turn of mind is so given to taking things in the absurd point of view, that it breaks out in spite of me every now and then.
Now hatred is by far the longest pleasure men love in haste but they detest at leisure.
There is something Pagan in me that I cannot shake off. In short, I deny nothing, but doubt everything.
They never fail who die in a great cause.
Those who will not reason, are bigots, those who cannot, are fools, and those who dare not, are slaves.
To fly from, need not be to hate, makind All are not fit with them to stir and toil, Nor is it discontent to keep the mind Deep in its fountain.
Yes, Love indeed is light from heaven A spark of that immortal fire With angels shared, by Allah given To lift from earth our low desire.