More quotes by George Gordon Byron

"The great object of life is sensation- to feel that we exist, even though in pain."
"But what is Hope? Nothing but the paint on the face of Existence; the least touch of truth rubs it off, and then we see what a hollow-cheeked harlot we have got hold of."
"I awoke one morning to find myself famous."
"The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the starsDid wander darkling in the eternal space."
"A timid mind is apt to mistake every scratch for a mortal wound."