George Gordon Byron: Quotes about life

“Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, And yet a third of life is passed in sleep.”

“Sorrow is knowledge: they who know the most
Must mourn the deepest o’er the fatal truth,
The Tree of Knowledge is not that of Life.”

“Be thou the rainbow to the storms of life,
The evening beam that smiles the clouds away,
And tints to-morrow with prophetic ray!”

“Man, being reasonable, must get drunk; the best of life is but intoxication.”

“Between two worlds life hovers like a star, twixt night and morn, upon the horizon's verge.”

“Like the measles, love is most dangerous when it comes late in life.”

“The poor dog, in life the firmest friend,
The first to welcome, foremost to defend.”

“We are all the fools of time and terror: Days
Steal on us and steal from us; yet we live,
Loathing our life, and dreading still to die.”

“I doubt sometimes whether a quiet and unagitated life would have suited me - yet I sometimes long for it.”

“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.”

“She was his life,
The ocean to the river of his thoughts,
Which terminated all.”

“She walks the waters like a thing of life,
And seems to dare the elements to strife.”

“I live,
But live to die: and, living, see no thing
To make death hateful, save an innate clinging,
A loathsome and yet all invincible
Instinct of life, which I abhor, as I
Despise myself, yet cannot overcome—
And so I live. Would I had never lived!”

“My best! my last friends!
Let's not unman each other: part at once:
All farewells should be sudden, when for ever,
Else they make an eternity of moments,
And clog the last sad sands of life with tears.
Hence, and be happy: trust me, I am not
Now to be pitied; or far more for what
Is past than present; — for the future, 'tis
In the hands of the deities, if such
There be: I shall know soon. Farewell — Farewell.”

“How my soul hates This language,
Which makes life itself a lie,
Flattering dust with eternity.”

“That which I am, I am; I did not seek
For life, nor did I make myself.”

“She was a form of life and light
That seen, became a part of sight,
And rose, where'er I turn'd mine eye,
The morning-star of memory!
Yes, love indeed is light from heaven;
A spark of that immortal fire
With angels shared, by Alla given,
To lift from earth our low desire.”

“Sorrow is knowledge, those that know the most must mourn the deepest, the tree of knowledge is not the tree of life.”