1,065 Quotes by Lord Byron

Near this spot are deposited the remains of one who possessed beauty without vanity, strength without insolence, courage without ferocity, and all the virtues of man, without his vices. This praise, which would be unmeaning flattery if inscribed over human ashes, is but a just tribute to the memory of Botswain, a dog.

My native land, good night!

I am as comfortless as a pilgrim with peas in his shoes - and as cold as Charity, Chastity or any other Virtue.

Grief is fantastical, and loves the dead, And the apparel of the grave.

Sorrow preys upon Its solitude, and nothing more diverts it From its sad visions of the other world Than calling it at moments back to this. The busy have no time for tears.

Fools are my theme, let satire be my song.

The sword outwears its sheath, and the soul wears out the breast. And the heart must pause to breathe, and love itself have rest.

We have progressively improved into a less spiritual species of tenderness -- but the seal is not yet fixed though the wax is preparing for the impression.

He learned the arts of riding, fencing, gunnery, And how to scale a fortress - or a nunnery.