Share
×
Inspirational Quotes
Authors
Professions
Topics
Tags
Quote
I do not believe in any religion, I will have nothing to do with immortality. We are miserable enough in this life without speculating upon another.
Lord Byron
Share
Change background
T
T
T
Change font
Original
TAGS & TOPICS
Lord Byron
Age: 36 †
Born: 1788
Born: January 22
Died: 1824
Died: April 19
Autobiographer
Baron Byron
Diarist
Librettist
Lyricist
Military Personnel
Playwright
Poet
Politician
Translator
Writer
London
England
George Gordon Byron
George Gordon Byron
6th Baron Byron
Noel Byron
Xhorxh Bajroni
Bajron
George Gordon
Jerzy Gordon Byron
Pai-lun
Baron Byron George Gordon Byron
6th Baron Byron George Gordon Noel
Byron
George Gordon Byron
Baron Byron
6th Baron Byron George Gordon Byron
George Gordon Noël Byron Byron
Bayrěn
Payrěn
George Gordon By
Believe
Immortality
Life
Miserable
Upon
Religion
Another
Without
Nothing
Enough
Speculating
More quotes by Lord Byron
I slept and dreamt that life was beauty I woke and found that life was duty.
Lord Byron
May Moorland weavers boast Pindaric skill, And tailors' lays be longer than their bill! While punctual beaux reward the grateful notes, And pay for poems--when they pay for coats.
Lord Byron
Friendship may, and often does, grow into love, but love never subsides into friendship.
Lord Byron
I would rather have a nod from an American, than a snuff- box from an emperor.
Lord Byron
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
Now I shall go to sleep. Goodnight.
Lord Byron
This is the patent-age of new inventions For killing bodies, and for saving souls, All propagated with the best intentions Sir Humphrey Davy's lantern, by which coals Are safely mined for in the mode he mentions, Tombuctoo travels, voyages to the Poles, Are ways to benefit mankind, as true, Perhaps, as shooting them at Waterloo.
Lord Byron
The 'good old times' - all times when old are good.
Lord Byron
Roll on, deep and dark blue ocean, roll. Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain. Man marks the earth with ruin, but his control stops with the shore.
Lord Byron
Damn description, it is always disgusting.
Lord Byron
Nor all that heralds rake from coffin'd clay, Nor florid prose, nor honied lies of rhyme, Can blazon evil deeds, or consecrate a crime.
Lord Byron
Think'st thou there is no tyranny but that Of blood and chains? The despotism of vice-- The weakness and the wickedness of luxury-- The negligence--the apathy--the evils Of sensual sloth--produces ten thousand tyrants, Whose delegated cruelty surpasses The worst acts of one energetic master, However harsh and hard in his own bearing.
Lord Byron
I can't but say it is an awkward sight To see one's native land receding through The growing waters it unmans one quite, Especially when life is rather new.
Lord Byron
The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars Did wander darkling in the eternal space.
Lord Byron
I only know we loved in vain I only feel-farewell! farewell!
Lord Byron
This sort of adoration of the real is but a heightening of the beau ideal.
Lord Byron
Why I came here, I know not where I shall go it is useless to inquire - in the midst of myriads of the living and the dead worlds, stars, systems, infinity, why should I be anxious about an atom?
Lord Byron
My slumbers--if I slumber--are not sleep, But a continuance of enduring thought, Which then I can resist not: in my heart There is a vigil, and these eyes but close To look within and yet I live, and bear The aspect and the form of breathing men.
Lord Byron
The premises are so delightfully extensive, that two people might live together without ever seeing, hearing or meeting.
Lord Byron
So for a good old-gentlemanly vice, I think I must take up with avarice.
Lord Byron