1788-1824, British Poet
'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]
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]
A lady of a ''certain age,'' which means certainly aged.
Lord Byron – [Age and Aging]
A man must serve his time to every trade save censure — critics all are ready made.
Lord Byron – [Critics and Criticism]
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]
A thousand years may scare form a state. An hour may lay it in ruins.
Lord Byron – [Empire]
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]
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]
Adversity is the first path to truth.
Lord Byron – [Adversity]
Alas! how deeply painful is all payment!
Lord Byron – [Payment]
All are inclined to believe what they covet, from a lottery-ticket up to a passport to Paradise.
Lord Byron – [Belief]
All farewells should be sudden, when forever.
Lord Byron – [Farewells]
All tragedies are finished by a death, all comedies by a marriage.
Lord Byron – [Marriage]
All who joy would win must share it. Happiness was born a Twin.
Lord Byron – [Giving]
America is a model of force and freedom and moderation — with all the coarseness and rudeness of its people.
Lord Byron – [America]
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]
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]
And, after all, what is a lie? 'Tis but the truth in masquerade.
Lord Byron – [Lies and Lying]
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]
As falls the dew on quenchless sands, blood only serves to wash ambition's hands.
Lord Byron – [Ambition]