1,065 Quotes by Lord Byron

There’s music in the sighing of a reed; There’s music in the gushing of a rill; There’s music in all things, if men had ears; The earth is but the music of the spheres.

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.

For through the South the custom still commands The gentleman to kiss the lady’s hands.

The French courage proceeds from vanity.

Shakespeare’s name, you may depend on it, stands absurdly too high and will go down.

But who, alas! can love, and then be wise?

Ancient of days! august Athena! where, Where are thy men of might? thy grand in soul? Gone – glimmering through the dream of things that were; First in the race that led to glory’s goal, They won, and pass’d away – Is this the whole?

Nothing so fretful, so despicable as a Scribbler, see what I am, and what a parcel of Scoundrels I have brought about my ears, and what language I have been obliged to treat them with to deal with them in their own way; – all this comes of Authorship.

And wrinkles, the damned democrats, won’t flatter.