01c. 1806 AD'T is strange the mind, that very fiery particle, Should let itself be snuff'd out by an article.Lord Byron / quote ↗
02c. 1806 ADOf all tales 't is the saddest,—and more sad, Because it makes us smile.Lord Byron / quote ↗
04c. 1806 ADSociety is now one polish'd horde, Formed of two mighty tribes, the Bores and Bored.Lord Byron / quote ↗
05c. 1806 ADAll human history attests That happiness for man,—the hungry sinner!— Since Eve ate apples, much depends on dinner.Lord Byron / quote ↗
06c. 1806 AD'T is strange, but true; for truth is always strange,— Stranger than fiction.Lord Byron / quote ↗
07c. 1806 ADThe Devil hath not, in all his quiver's choice, An arrow for the heart like a sweet voice.Lord Byron / quote ↗
08c. 1806 ADA lovely being, scarcely formed or moulded, A rose with all its sweetest leaves yet folded.Lord Byron / quote ↗
16c. 1806 ADImmortality o'ersweeps all pains, all tears, all time, all fears, and peals, like the eternal thunder of the deep, into my ears this truth: Thou livest forever!Lord Byron / quote ↗
20c. 1806 ADAs falls the dew on quenchless sands, / Blood only serves to wash ambition's hands.Lord Byron / quote ↗
21c. 1806 ADCan despots compass aught that hails their sway? / Or call with truth one span of earth their own, / Save that wherein at last they crumble bone by bone?Lord Byron / quote ↗
23c. 1806 ADDeath is but what the haughty brave, / The weak must bear, the wretch must crave.Lord Byron / quote ↗
