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Lord Byron quotes - page 14
Nothing so fretful, so despicable as a Scribbler, see what I am, and what a parcel of Scoundrels I have brought about my ears, and what language I have been obliged to treat them with to deal with them in their own way -- all this comes of Authorship.
Lord Byron
This sort of adoration of the real is but a heightening of the beau ideal.
Lord Byron
No ear can hear nor tongue can tell the tortures of the inward hell.
Lord Byron
Keep thy smooth words and juggling homilies for those who know thee not.
Lord Byron
Constancy... that small change of love, which people exact so rigidly, receive in such counterfeit coin, and repay in baser metal.
Lord Byron
He scratched his ear, the infallible resource to which embarrassed people have recourse.
Lord Byron
Oh, nature's noblest gift, my grey goose quill, Slave of my thoughts, obedient to my will, Torn from the parent bird to form a pen, That mighty instrument of little men.
Lord Byron
There is no traitor like him whose domestic treason plants the poniard within the breast that trusted to his truth.
Lord Byron
But I hate things all fiction... there should always be some foundation of fact for the most airy fabric -- and pure invention is but the talent of a liar.
Lord Byron
Now what I love in women is, they won't or can't do otherwise than lie, but do it so well, the very truth seems falsehood to it.
Lord Byron
The English winter - ending in July, To recommence in August.
Lord Byron
It is not for minds like ours to give or to receive flatter yet the praises of sincerity have ever been permitted to the voice of friendship.
Lord Byron
Eternal Spirit of the chainless Mind!
Lord Byron
Critics are already made.
Lord Byron
As falls the dew on quenchless sands, blood only serves to wash ambition's hands.
Lord Byron
When age chills the blood, when our pleasures are past - For years fleet away with the wings of the dove - The dearest remembrance will still be the last, Our sweetest memorial the first kiss of love.
Lord Byron
Yes! ready money is Aladdin's lamp.
Lord Byron
Then, fare thee well, deceitful Maid!
Lord Byron
One hates an author that's all author.
Lord Byron
Switzerland is a curst, selfish, swinish country of brutes, placed in the most romantic region of the world.
Lord Byron
Thy decay's still impregnate with divinity.
Lord Byron
As to ''Don Juan,'' confess that it is the sublime of that there sort of writing it may be bawdy, but is it not good English It may be profligate, but is it not life, is it not the thing Could any man have written it who has not lived in the world and tooled in a post-chaise in a hackney coach in a Gondola against a wall in a court carriage in a vis a vis on a table and under it.
Lord Byron
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