1,065 Quotes by Lord Byron

If I don’t write to empty my mind, I go mad. As to that regular, uninterrupted love of writing. I do not understand it. I feel it as a torture, which I must get rid of, but never as a pleasure. On the contrary, I think composition a great pain.

I have a notion that gamblers are as happy as most people – being always excited.

Man marks the earth with ruin – his control stops with the shore.

Glory, like the phoenix ’midst her fires, Exhales her odours, blazes, and expires.

In secret we met – In silence I grieve, That thy heart could forget, Thy spirit deceive. If I should meet thee After long years, How should I greet thee? – With silence and tears.

We of the craft are all crazy. Some are affected by gaiety, others by melancholy, but all are more or less touched.

It is very iniquitous to make me pay my debts – you have no idea of the pain it gives one.

Oh that the desert were my dwelling-place, With one fair spirit for my minister.

Pleasure’s a sin, and sometimes sin’s a pleasure.