More quotes by George Gordon Byron

"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."
"Those who will not reason, are bigots, those who cannot, are fools, and those who dare not, are slaves."
"They never fail who die in a great cause."
"The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the starsDid wander darkling in the eternal space."