I have no consistency, except in politics; and that probably arises from my indifference to the subject altogether. – Lord Byron
Friendship may, and often does, grow into love, but love never subsides into friendship. – Lord Byron
A woman who gives any advantage to a man may expect a lover but will sooner or later find a tyrant. – Lord Byron
For pleasures past I do not grieve, nor perils gathering near; My greatest grief is that I leave nothing that claims a tear. – Lord Byron
One certainly has a soul; but how it came to allow itself to be enclosed in a body is more than I can imagine. I only know if once mine gets out, I’ll have a bit of a tussle before I let it get in again to that of any other. – Lord Byron
Though sages may pour out their wisdom’s treasure, there is no sterner moralist than pleasure. – Lord Byron
Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, And yet a third of life is passed in sleep. – Lord Byron
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. – Lord Byron
Self-love for ever creeps out, like a snake, to sting anything which happens to stumble upon it. – Lord Byron
Now hatred is by far the longest pleasure; men love in haste but they detest at leisure. – Lord Byron
To withdraw myself from myself has ever been my sole, my entire, my sincere motive in scribbling at all. – Lord Byron
There is no such thing as a life of passion any more than a continuous earthquake, or an eternal fever. Besides, who would ever shave themselves in such a state? – Lord Byron
Yes, love indeed is light from heaven; A spark of that immortal fire with angels shared, by Allah given to lift from earth our low desire. – Lord Byron
Men think highly of those who rise rapidly in the world; whereas nothing rises quicker than dust, straw, and feathers. – Lord Byron
This is the patent age of new inventions for killing bodies, and for saving souls. All propagated with the best intentions. – Lord Byron
Be thou the rainbow in the storms of life. The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, and tints tomorrow with prophetic ray. – Lord Byron
Cervantes smiled Spain’s chivalry away; A single laugh demolished the right arm Of his country. – Lord Byron
My turn of mind is so given to taking things in the absurd point of view, that it breaks out in spite of me every now and then. – Lord Byron