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Lord Byron Poet

  • Gender: Male
  • Citizenship: England
  • Born: Jan 22, 1788
  • Died: Apr 19, 1824

Born George Gordon Byron (he later added "Noel" to his name) in 1788, Lord Byron was the sixth Baron Byron of a rapidly fading aristocratic family. He was one of the leading figures of the Romantic Movement in early 19th century England. The notoriety of Byron's sexual escapades is surpassed only by the beauty and brilliance of his writings. After leading an unconventional lifestyle and producing a massive amount of emotion-stirring literary works, Byron died at a young age in Greece pursuing romantic adventures of heroism.

Lord Byron is regarded as one of the greatest British poets and is best known for his amorous lifestyle and his brilliant use of the English language.

They never fail who die in a great cause.

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

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

Adversity is the first path to truth.

'Tis very certain the desire of life prolongs it.

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

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.

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

I love not man the less, but Nature more.

I am about to be married, and am of course in all the misery of a man in pursuit of happiness.

Smiles form the channels of a future tear.

For truth is always strange stranger than fiction.

There's naught, no doubt, so much the spirit calms as rum and true religion.

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

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

Men think highly of those who rise rapidly in the world whereas nothing rises quicker than dust, straw, and feathers.

Sorrow is knowledge, those that know the most must mourn the deepest, the tree of knowledge is not the tree of life.

I have no consistency, except in politics and that probably arises from my indifference to the subject altogether.

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

The heart will break, but broken live on.

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

Be thou the rainbow in the storms of life. The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, and tints tomorrow with prophetic ray.

Absence - that common cure of love.

Though sages may pour out their wisdom's treasure, there is no sterner moralist than pleasure.

Who loves, raves.

Friendship is Love without his wings!

This is the patent age of new inventions for killing bodies, and for saving souls. All propagated with the best intentions.

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

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

Ye stars! which are the poetry of heaven!

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

Society is now one polished horde, formed of two mighty tries, the Bores and Bored.

Truth is always strange, stranger than fiction.

I only go out to get me a fresh appetite for being alone.

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