30 Lord Byron phrases perfect for getting to know the English novelist

What is hope without the leaven of fear?

Nothing of monument covered of praises. My epitaph will be my name, nothing else.

It’s easier to die for a woman than to live with her.

Hate is the most enduring pleasure; men love quickly, but hate calmly.

There are madmen in all sects and imposters in most. Why should I believe in mysteries that no one understands, just because they were written by men who chose to confuse madness with inspiration and who call themselves evangelists?

Those who refuse to be called to reason are intolerant; those who fail are idiots; and those who are not attracted are slaves.

In solitude is when we are least alone.

For all jobs, except that of censor, an apprenticeship is essential: critics are made in advance.

All times, when passed, are good.

Everyone who gets joy must share it.

Since the days of the Trojan War, there hasn’t been anyone more disputed than me.

We know very little about what we are and even less about what we can be.

Even if I had to be alone, I wouldn’t trade my freedom to think for a throne.

The consequence of not belonging to any party will be that I will bother them all.

The remembrance of happiness is no longer happiness; the remembrance of pain is still pain.

Life is like wine: if we want to enjoy it well, we shouldn’t drink it to the last drop.

The proof of pure affection is a tear.

Adversity is the first path to Truth.

Love is born of small things, lives on them and sometimes dies for them.

Good society is a refined herd, made up of two tribes, the dullers and the dullers.

Eat, drink and love: the rest, what use to us?

The thorns that hurt me were produced by the bush I planted.

It is when we think to lead that we are usually led.

And, after all, what is a lie? It’s just the masked truth.

Marriage comes from love, just like vinegar from wine.

In a man’s life, love is something apart, in a woman’s life, it is the whole of life.

Good is rarely produced by good advice.

But why should I cry for others, if no one even sighs for me?

What is the purpose of eternal punishment after the end of the world? If it does not serve to recover sinners or as a warning to others, it is simply revenge and is morally wrong.

Lord Byron