Quotes by Lord Byron

Lord Byron

Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, 

Canto IV (1818), Stanza 109

Man!
Thou pendulum betwixt a smile and tear

Stanza 185. 

And what is writ, is writ.
Would it were worthier!

Darkness. 

I had a dream which was not all a dream.

English Bards. 

'Tis pleasant, sure, to see one's name in print; A book's a book, although there's nothing in't. (lol talking about my books?!)

Don Juan. 

Canto xiii. St. 95. 

Society is now one polished horde,
Formed of two mighty tribes, the Bores and Bored.