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'Tis pleasant, sure, to see one's name in print; A book's a book, although there's nothing in it.
Lord Byron - [Books and Reading]
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A bargain is in its very essence a hostile transaction do not all men try to abate the price of all they buy? I contend that a bargain even between brethren is a declaration of war.
Lord Byron - [Bargains]
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A lady of a ''certain age,'' which means certainly aged.
Lord Byron - [Age and Aging]
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A man must serve his time to every trade save censure -- critics all are ready made.
Lord Byron - [Critics and Criticism]
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A mistress never is nor can be a friend. While you agree, you are lovers; and when it is over, anything but friends.
Lord Byron - [Friends and Friendship]
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A thousand years may scare form a state. An hour may lay it in ruins.
Lord Byron - [Empire]
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A woman should never be seen eating or drinking, unless it be lobster salad and Champagne, the only true feminine and becoming viands.
Lord Byron - [Food and Eating]
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A woman who gives any advantage to a man may expect a lover -- but will sooner or later find a tyrant.
Lord Byron - [Men and Women]
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Adversity is the first path to truth.
Lord Byron - [Adversity]
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Alas! how deeply painful is all payment!
Lord Byron - [Payment]
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All are inclined to believe what they covet, from a lottery-ticket up to a passport to Paradise.
Lord Byron - [Belief]
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All farewells should be sudden, when forever.
Lord Byron - [Farewells]
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All tragedies are finished by a death, all comedies by a marriage.
Lord Byron - [Marriage]
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All who joy would win must share it. Happiness was born a Twin.
Lord Byron - [Giving]
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America is a model of force and freedom and moderation -- with all the coarseness and rudeness of its people.
Lord Byron - [America]
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And having wisdom with each studious year, in meditation dwelt, with learning wrought, and shaped his weapon with an edge severe, sapping a solemn creed with solemn sneer.
Lord Byron - [History and Historians]
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And yet 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 - [Adventure]
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And, after all, what is a lie? 'Tis but the truth in masquerade.
Lord Byron - [Lies and Lying]
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Are we aware of our obligations to a mob? It is the mob that labor in your fields and serve in your houses -- that man your navy, and recruit your army -- that have enabled you to defy the world, and can also defy you when neglect and calamity have driven them to despair. You may call the people a mob; but do not forget that a mob too often speaks the sentiments of the people.
Lord Byron - [Mobs]
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As falls the dew on quenchless sands, blood only serves to wash ambition's hands.
Lord Byron - [Ambition]
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