Lord Byron

The world is a comedy to those who think, a tragedy to those who feel.

Of all the horrid, hideous notes of woe, Sadder than owl-songs or the midnight blast, Is that portentous phrase, 'I told you so.'

I have simplified my politics into an utter detestation of all existing governments.

The mind can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven.

There is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture in the lonely shore, there is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not man the less, but Nature more.

A drop of ink may make a million think.

I am not now, nor ever have been, a man of peace.

The more I see of men, the more I love my dogs.

All tragedies are finished by a death, All comedies are ended by a marriage.