Top 450 Lord Byron Quotes (2023 Update)
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401. “I have always laid it down as a maxim -and found it justified by experience -that a man and a woman make far better friendships than can exist between two of the same sex -but then with the condition that they never have made or are to make love to each other.”

— Lord Byron

402. “Send me no more reviews of any kind. I will read no more of evil or good in that line. Walter Scott has not read a review of himself for thirteen years .”

— Lord Byron

403. “The Cardinal is at his wit’s end – it is true that he had not far to go.”

— Lord Byron

404. “It is useless to tell one not to reason but to believe; you might as well tell a man not to wake but sleep.”

— Lord Byron

405. “If ancient tales say true, nor wrong these holy men.”

— Lord Byron

406. “That famish’d people must be slowly nurst, and fed by spoonfuls, else they always burst.”

— Lord Byron

407. “Retirement accords with the tone of my mind; I will not descend to a world I despise.”

— Lord Byron

408. “This sort of adoration of the real is but a heightening of the beau ideal.”

— Lord Byron

409. “Such hath it been – shall be – beneath the sun The many still must labour for the one.”

— Lord Byron

410. “I have had, and may have still, a thousand friends, as they are called, in life, who are like one’s partners in the waltz of this world -not much remembered when the ball is over.”

— Lord Byron

411. “Yet still there whispers the small voice within, Heard through Gain’s silence, and o’er Glory’s din; Whatever creed be taught or land be trod, Man’s conscience is the oracle of God.”

— Lord Byron

412. “Romances I ne’er read like those I have seen.”

— Lord Byron

413. “Man is born passionate of body, but with an innate though secret tendency to the love of Good in his main-spring of Mind. But God help us all! It is at present a sad jar of atoms.”

— Lord Byron

414. “So much alarmed that she is quite alarming.”

— Lord Byron

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

— Lord Byron

416. “For what were all these country patriots born? To hunt, and vote, and raise the price of corn?”

— Lord Byron

417. “Shelley is truth itself and honour itself notwithstanding his out-of-the-way notions about religion.”

— Lord Byron

418. “We have fools in all sects, and impostors in most; why should I believe mysteries no one can understand, because written by men who chose to mistake madness for inspiration and style themselves Evangelicals?”

— Lord Byron

419. “I can never get people to understand that poetry is the expression of excited passion.”

— Lord Byron

420. “Yet I did love thee to the last, As ferverently as thou, Who didst not change through all the past, And canst not alter now.”

— Lord Byron

421. “Perhaps the early grave Which men weep over may be meant to save.”

— Lord Byron

422. “With thee all tales are sweet; each clime has charms; earth – sea alike – our world within our arms.”

— Lord Byron

423. “Few things surpass old wine; and they may preach Who please, the more because they preach in vain.”

— Lord Byron

424. “A celebrity is one who is known to many persons he is glad he doesn’t know.”

— Lord Byron

425. “I cannot conceive why people will always mix up my own character and opinions with those of the imaginary beings which, as a poet, I have the right and liberty to draw.”

— Lord Byron

426. “The Scene of the Drama is amongst the Higher Alps – partly in the Castle of Manfred, and partly in the Mountains.”

— Lord Byron

427. “In itself a thought, a slumbering thought is capable of years; and curdles a long life into one hour.”

— Lord Byron

428. “And Mocha’s berry, from Arabia pure, In small fine china cups, came in at last. Gold cups of filigree, made to secure the hand from burning, underneath them place. Cloves, cinnamon and saffron, too, were boiled Up with the coffee, which, I think, they spoiled.”

— Lord Byron

429. “Then, fare thee well, deceitful Maid!”

— Lord Byron

430. “Next to dressing for a rout or ball, undressing is a woe.”

— Lord Byron

431. “Grief is fantastical, and loves the dead, And the apparel of the grave.”

— Lord Byron

432. “Good but rarely came from good advice.”

— Lord Byron

433. “I am acquainted with no immaterial sensuality so delightful as good acting.”

— Lord Byron

434. “Tis said that persons living on annuities Are longer lived than others.”

— Lord Byron

435. “Egeria! sweet creation of some heart Which found no mortal resting-place so fair As thine ideal breast.”

— Lord Byron

436. “And those who saw, it did surprise, Such drops could fall from human eyes.”

— Lord Byron

437. “Reason is so unreasonable, that few people can say they are in possession of it.”

— Lord Byron

438. “A sort of hostile transaction, very necessary to keep the world going, but by no means a sinecure to the parties concerned.”

— Lord Byron

439. “Critics are already made.”

— Lord Byron

440. “Grieving, if aught inanimate e’er grieves, Over the unreturning brave.”

— Lord Byron

441. “Then farewell, Horace; whom I hated so, Not for thy faults, but mine.”

— Lord Byron

442. “Dead scandals form good subjects for dissection.”

— Lord Byron

443. “Go let thy less than woman’s hand Assume the distaff not the brand.”

— Lord Byron

444. “I shall soon be six-and-twenty. Is there anything in the future that can possibly console us for not being always twenty-five?”

— Lord Byron

445. “A woman who gives any advantage to a man may expect a lover – but will sooner or later find a tyrant.”

— Lord Byron

446. “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

447. “I should like to know who has been carried off, except poor dear me – I have been more ravished myself than anybody since the Trojan war.”

— Lord Byron

448. “For through the South the custom still commands The gentleman to kiss the lady’s hands.”

— Lord Byron

449. “Books, Manuals, Directives, Regulations. The geometries that circumscribe your working life draw norrower and norrower until nothing fits inside them anymore.”

— Lord Byron

450. “The poetry of speech.”

— Lord Byron