1,065 Quotes by Lord Byron

My hair is grey, but not with years, / Nor grew it white / In a single night, / As men's have grown from sudden fears.

So we'll go no more a-roving So late into the night, Though the heart still be as loving, And the moon still be as bright. For the sword outwears its sheath, And the soul outwears the breast, And the heart must pause to breathe, And love itself have rest. Though the night was made for loving, And the day returns too soon, Yet we'll go no more a-roving By the light of the moon.

Age shakes Athena's tower, but spares gray Marathon.

Life's enchanted cup sparkles near the brim.

Nay more, though all my rival rhymesters frown, / I too can hunt a poetaster down.

Liberty - eternal spirit of the chainless mind

Not to admire, is all the art I know To make men happy, or to keep them so. Thus Horace wrote we all know long ago; And thus Pope quotes the precept to re-teach From his translation; but had none admired, Would Pope have sung, or Horace been inspired?

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.

Life is too short for chess.