1,065 Quotes by Lord Byron

I like a woman to talk or I am left with the suspicion that she is thinking.

Of all the horrid, hideous notes of woe, Sadder than owl-songs or the midnight blast; Is that portentous phrase, "I told you so.

Though they did not kiss, / Yet still between his Darkness and his Brightness / There passed a mutual glance of great politeness.

In solitude, where we are least alone.

Gone, glimmering through the dream of things that were.

It is singular how soon we lose the impression of what ceases to be constantly before us. A year impairs, a luster obliterates. There is little distinct left without an effort of memory, then indeed the lights are rekindled for a moment - but who can be sure that the Imagination is not the torch-bearer?

In general I do not draw well with literary men / not that I dislike them but I never know what to say to them after I have praised their last publication.

If I could always read, I should never feel the want of company.

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