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Every day confirms my opinion on the superiority of a vicious life, and if Virtue is not its own reward, I don't know any other stipend annexed to it.

Every day confirms my opinion on the superiority of a vicious life, and if Virtue is not its own reward, I don't know any other stipend annexed to it.

Lord Byron
Life, Vices, Literature
"Lord Byron", www.theguardian.com. July 22, 2008.

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

Lord Byron
Men, May, Graves
Lord Byron (2013). “Don Juan”, p.117, Simon and Schuster

I am the very slave of circumstance And impulse borne away with every breath! Misplaced upon the throne misplaced in life. I know not what I could have been, but feel I am not what I should be let it end.

Lord Byron
Thrones, Slave, Ends
Lord Byron (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Lord Byron (Illustrated)”, p.1369, Delphi Classics

My turn of mind is so given to taking things in the absurd point of view, that it breaks out in spite of me every now and then.

Lord Byron
Views, Mind, Break Out

This is to be along; this, this is solitude!

Lord Byron
Solitude

So for a good old-gentlemanly vice, I think I must take up with avarice.

Lord Byron
Thinking, Greed, Vices
'Don Juan' (1819-24) canto 1, st. 216

Your thief looks Exactly like the rest, or rather better; 'Tis only at the bar, and in the dungeon, That wise men know your felon by his features.

Lord Byron
Wise, Men, Thieves
Lord Byron (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Lord Byron (Illustrated)”, p.1645, Delphi Classics

And what is writ is writ - / Would it were worthier!

Lord Byron
Standards
Lord Byron (2015). “Childe Harold's Pilgrimage”, p.126, Sheba Blake Publishing

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

Lord Byron
Fall, Eye, Saws
Lord Byron (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Lord Byron (Illustrated)”, p.956, Delphi Classics

A man must serve his time to every trade, Save censure-critics all are ready made. Take hackney'd jokes from Miller, got by rote With just enough learning to misquote.

Lord Byron
Men, Hackney, Enough
'English Bards and Scotch Reviewers' (1809) l. 63

For a man to become a poet (witness Petrarch and Dante), he must be in love, or miserable.

Lord Byron
Men, Miserable, Poet
"Journal of the Conversations of Lord Byron". Book by Thomas Medwin, 1823.

For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed; And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still!

Lord Byron
War, Heart, Eye
'The Destruction of Sennacherib' (1815) st. 3

It has been said that the immortality of the soul is a grand peut-tre -but still it is a grand one. Everybody clings to it -the stupidest, and dullest, and wickedest of human bipeds is still persuaded that he is immortal.

Lord Byron
Soul, Immortality, Said

The castled crag of Drachenfels, Frowns o'er the wide and winding Rhine, Whose breast of waters broadly swells Between the banks which bear the vine, And hills all rich with blossom'd trees, And fields which promise corn and wine, And scatter'd cities crowning these, Whose far white walls along them shine.

Lord Byron
Wall, Wine, Cities
Lord Byron, Lord George Gordon Byron (2013). “Childe Harold's Pilgrimage”, p.99, Cambridge University Press