Lord Byron Quotes

Most popular Lord Byron Quotes

Fame is the thirst of youth.
— Lord Byron
Ready money is Aladdin's lamp.


Truth is stranger than fiction.
— Lord Byron
The dew of compassion is a tear.
— Lord Byron
Without hearts there is no home.
— Lord Byron
Good rarely came from good advice.
— Lord Byron


Friendship is Love without his wings!
— Lord Byron

friendship love

They said little, but to the purpose.
— Lord Byron
Adversity is the first path to truth.


Jealousy dislikes the world to know it.


Smiles form the channels of a future tear.
— Lord Byron
The best prophet of the future is the past.
— Lord Byron
And when we think we lead, we are most led.
— Lord Byron
Time! the corrector when our judgments err.
— Lord Byron


There is no instinct like that of the heart.
— Lord Byron
The dome of thought, the palace of the soul.
— Lord Byron
Liberty! Eternal spirit of the chainless mind.
— Lord Byron
The best of prophets of the future is the past.
— Lord Byron


For years fleet away with the wings of the dove.


War's a brain-spattering, windpipe-slitting art.


Pleasure's a sin, and sometimes sin's a pleasure.


Tis very certain, the desire of life Prolongs it.
— Lord Byron


Talent may be in time forgiven, but genius never!
— Lord Byron
With pleasure drugged, they almost longed for woe.
— Lord Byron
Years steal
Fire from the mind as vigor from the limb.

aging years

Man: half dust, half deity, alike unfit to sink or soar.
— Lord Byron
For a man to become a poet he must be in love, or miserable.
— Lord Byron


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


I speak not of men's creeds—they rest between Man and his Maker.
— Lord Byron


In commitment, we dash the hopes of a thousand potential selves.
— Lord Byron


All who joy would win must share it — happiness was born a twin.
— Lord Byron
And, after all, what is a Lie?  'Tis but
The truth in masquerade.


But what is Hope?  Nothing but the paint on the face of Existence.


Like the measles, love was most dangerous when it came late in life.


Yes, Love indeed is a light from heaven,;
a spark of that immortal fire.


The great art of life is sensation, to feel that we exist, even in pain.
— Lord Byron

how to live life

Joy's recollection is no longer joy, while sorrow's memory is sorrow still
— Lord Byron
If from society we learn to live,
'Tis solitude should teach us how to die.


We are all selfish and I no more trust myself than others with a good motive.
— Lord Byron


A man must serve his time to every trade. Save censure — critics are ready-made.
— Lord Byron


Talk six times with the same single lady and you may get the wedding-dress ready.
— Lord Byron
Men are the sport of circumstances, when the circumstances seem the sport of men.
— Lord Byron
A man must serve his time to every trade
Save censure—critics all are ready made.


Society is now one polished horde,
Formed of two mighty tribes, the Bores and Bored.

boring people

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


Friendship may, and often does, grow into love; but love never subsides into friendship.
— Lord Byron
Friendship may, and often does, grow into love, but love never subsides into friendship.

friendship love

The truly brave are soft of heart and eyes, and feel for what their duty bids them to do.
— Lord Byron
Prepare for rhyme—I'll publish right or wrong:
Fools are my theme, let Satire be my song.
— Lord Byron


Now hatred is by far the longest pleasure;
Men love in haste, but they detest at leisure.

love and hate

In play there are two pleasures for your choosing—the one is winning, and the other losing.
— Lord Byron


Though sages may pour out their wisdom's treasure, there is no sterner moralist than pleasure.
— Lord Byron
I can't contradict what so oft has been said.
"Though women are angels, yet wedlock's the devil."
— Lord Byron


My attachment has neither the blindness of the beginning—nor the microscopic accuracy of the close of such liaisons.
— Lord Byron


The poem will please if it is lively—if it is stupid it will fail—but I will have none of your damned cutting and slashing.
— Lord Byron


But time strips our illusions of their hue,
And one by one in turn, some grand mistake
Casts off its bright skin yearly, like a snake.

illusion mistakes

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


A little tumult, now and then, is an agreeable quickener of sensation; such as a revolution, a battle, or an adventure of any lively description.
— Lord Byron


She walks in beauty, like the night. Of cloudless climes and starry skies;. And all that's best of dark and bright. Meet in her aspect and her eyes.
— Lord Byron


Man is a carnivorous production,
And must have meals, at least one meal a day;
He cannot live, like woodcocks, upon suction,
But, like the shark and tiger, must have prey.

eating mankind

Near this spot are deposited the remains of one who possessed beauty without vanity, strength without insolence, courage without ferocity, and all the virtues of Man, without his vices.
— Lord Byron


I by no means rank poetry high in the scale of intelligence—this may look like affectation but it is my real opinion. It is the lava of the imagination whose eruption prevents an earthquake.
— Lord Byron


I by no means rank poetry high in the scale of intelligence—this may look like affectation but it is my real opinion.  It is the lava of the imagination whose eruption prevents an earthquake.
— Lord Byron


Dear authors! Suit your topics to your strength,
And ponder well your subject, and its length;
Nor lift your load, before you're quite aware
What weight your shoulders will, or will not, bear.

writing advice

The truly brave,
When they behold the brave oppressed with odds,
Are touched with a desire to shield and save:—
A mixture of wild beasts and demi-gods
Are they—now furious as the sweeping wave.


There is a pleasure in the pathless woods. There is a rapture on the lonely shore. There is society, where none intrudes. By the deep sea, and music in its roars; I love not man the less, but nature more.
— Lord Byron
Divine in hookas, glorious in a pipe
When tipp'd with amber, mellow, rich, and ripe;
Like other charmers, wooing the caress
More dazzlingly when daring in full dress;
Yet thy true lovers more admire by far
Thy naked beauties—give me a cigar!


The great object in life is Sensation—to feel that we exist, even though in pain; it is this "craving void" which drives us to gaming, to battle, to travel, to intemperate but keenly felt pursuits of every description whose principal attraction is the agitation inseparable from their accomplishment.
— Lord Byron

adventure gambling Travel