A woman who gives any advantage to a man may expect a lover but will sooner or later find a tyrant.
George Byron

All farewells should be sudden, when forever.
George Byron

But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think.
George Byron

Cervantes smiled Spain's chivalry away; A single laugh demolished the right arm Of his country.
George Byron

Every day confirms my opinion on the superiority of a vicious life, and if Virtue is not its own reward, I don't know any other stipend annexed to it.
George Byron

For what were all these country patriots born? To hunt, and vote, and raise the price of corn?
George Byron

Her great merit is finding out mine; there is nothing so amiable as discernment.
George Byron

I am sure of nothing so little as my own intentions.
George Byron

I shall soon be six-and-twenty. Is there anything in the future that can possibly console us for not being always twenty-five?
George Byron

I slept and dreamt that life was beauty; I woke and found that life was duty.
George Byron


I would rather have a nod from an American, than a snuff- box from an emperor.
George Byron

If I am fool, it is, at least, a doubting one; and I envy no one the certainty of his self-approved wisdom.
George Byron

It is useless to tell one not to reason but to believe; you might as well tell a man not to wake but sleep.
George Byron

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

Lovers may be and indeed generally are enemies, but they never can be friends, because there must always be a spice of jealousy and a something of Self in all their speculations.
George Byron

Nothing can confound a wise man more than laughter from a dunce.
George Byron

Now hatred is by far the longest pleasure; men love in haste but they detest at leisure.
George Byron

Opinions are made to be changed or how is truth to be got at?
George Byron

Romances I ne'er read like those I have seen.
George Byron

Self-love for ever creeps out, like a snake, to sting anything which happens to stumble upon it.
George Byron