1,065 Quotes by Lord Byron

...let joy be unconfined...

My attachment has neither the blindness of the beginning, nor the microscopic accuracy of the close of such liaisons.

Switzerland is a curst, selfish, swinish country of brutes, placed in the most romantic region of the world.

The devil was the first democrat

Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, And yet a third of life is passed in sleep.

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

Just as old age is creeping on space, And clouds come o'er the sunset of our day, They kindly leave us, though not quite alone, But in good company--the gout or stone.

A little still she strove, and much repented, And whispering “I will ne'er consent”—consented.

Roll on, deep and dark blue ocean, roll. Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain. Man marks the earth with ruin, but his control stops with the shore.