Love will find a way through paths where wolves fear to prey.
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Lord Byron
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About Lord Byron
George Noel Gordon Byron, 6th Baron Byron, was a British poet. He was one of the major figures of the Romantic movement, and is regarded as being among the greatest British poets. Among his best-known works are the lengthy narratives Don Juan and Childe Harold's Pilgrimage; many of his shorter lyrics in Hebrew Melodies also became popular.
Read on Wikipedia → Find books by Lord ByronThough sages may pour out their wisdom's treasure, there is no sterner moralist than pleasure.
Sorrow is knowledge, those that know the most must mourn the deepest, the tree of knowledge is not the tree of life.
I have great hopes that we shall love each other all our lives as much as if we had never married at all.
I am about to be married, and am of course in all the misery of a man in pursuit of happiness.
Truth is always strange, stranger than fiction.
For truth is always strange stranger than fiction.
But what is Hope? Nothing but the paint on the face of Existence the least touch of truth rubs it off, and then we see what a hollow-cheeked harlot we have got hold of.
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Opinions are made to be changed - or how is truth to be got at?
Adversity is the first path to truth.
We are all selfish and I no more trust myself than others with a good motive.
Society is now one polished horde, formed of two mighty tries, the Bores and Bored.
Be thou the rainbow in the storms of life. The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, and tints tomorrow with prophetic ray.
Man is born passionate of body, but with an innate though secret tendency to the love of Good in his main-spring of Mind. But God help us all! It is at present a sad jar of atoms.
There's naught, no doubt, so much the spirit calms as rum and true religion.
I have no consistency, except in politics and that probably arises from my indifference to the subject altogether.
A man of eighty has outlived probably three new schools of painting, two of architecture and poetry and a hundred in dress.
Ye stars! which are the poetry of heaven!
I love not man the less, but Nature more.
As long as I retain my feeling and my passion for Nature, I can partly soften or subdue my other passions and resist or endure those of others.
The heart will break, but broken live on.
Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, And yet a third of life is passed in sleep.
Men think highly of those who rise rapidly in the world whereas nothing rises quicker than dust, straw, and feathers.
Friendship may, and often does, grow into love, but love never subsides into friendship.
Love will find a way through paths where wolves fear to prey.