British - Poet | January 22, 1788 - April 19, 1824
Friendship is Love without his wings!
Lord Byron
FriendshipLoveWingsWithoutHis
Men think highly of those who rise rapidly in the world; whereas nothing rises quicker than dust, straw, and feathers.
MenWorldThinkRiseFeathersDust
I cannot help thinking that the menace of Hell makes as many devils as the severe penal codes of inhuman humanity make villains.
ThinkingHellHelpHumanityDevils
I have no consistency, except in politics; and that probably arises from my indifference to the subject altogether.
PoliticsConsistencyIndifference
Her great merit is finding out mine - there is nothing so amiable as discernment.
GreatFindingNothingOutHerMine
Women hate everything which strips off the tinsel of sentiment, and they are right, or it would rob them of their weapons.
WomenHateRightEverythingOff
The best prophet of the future is the past.
FutureBestPastProphet
A woman should never be seen eating or drinking, unless it be lobster salad and Champagne, the only true feminine and becoming viands.
FoodWomanEatingTrueSaladNever
For truth is always strange; stranger than fiction.
TruthTruth IsStrangeAlwaysThan
To withdraw myself from myself has ever been my sole, my entire, my sincere motive in scribbling at all.
MyselfSincereBeenMotiveSole
We are all selfish and I no more trust myself than others with a good motive.
GoodMyselfTrustSelfishOthers
What a strange thing man is; and what a stranger thing woman.
WomanManStrangeStrangerThing
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