Lord Byron

All who joy would win must share it. Happiness was born a Twin.

They never fail who die in a great cause.

I have a great mind to believe in Christianity for the mere pleasure of fancying I may be damned.

I have great hopes that we shall love each other all our lives as much as if we had never married at all.

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.

Out of chaos God made a world, and out of high passions comes a people.

Smiles form the channels of a future tear.

Friendship is Love without his wings!

Friendship may, and often does, grow into love, but love never subsides into friendship.

America is a model of force and freedom and moderation - with all the coarseness and rudeness of its people.

This man is freed from servile bands, Of hope to rise, or fear to fall Lord of himself, though not of lands, And leaving nothing, yet hath all.

Love will find a way through paths where wolves fear to prey.

Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, And yet a third of life is passed in sleep.

'Tis very certain the desire of life prolongs it.

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

If we must have a tyrant, let him at least be a gentleman who has been bred to the business, and let us fall by the axe and not by the butcher's cleaver.

Man, being reasonable, must get drunk the best of life is but intoxication.

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

A man of eighty has outlived probably three new schools of painting, two of architecture and poetry and a hundred in dress.

Then stirs the feeling infinite, so felt In solitude, where we are least alone.