We are all the fools of time and terror: DaysSteal on us and... - George Gordon Byron
"We are all the fools of time and terror: DaysSteal on us and steal from us; yet we live,Loathing our life, and dreading still to die."
"We are all the fools of time and terror: DaysSteal on us and steal from us; yet we live,Loathing our life, and dreading still to die."
"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."
"The great object of life is sensation- to feel that we exist, even though in pain."
"The light of love, the purity of grace,The mind, the Music breathing from her face, The heart whose softness harmonised the whole —And, oh! that eye was in itself a Soul!"
"Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, And yet a third of life is passed in sleep."
"I awoke one morning to find myself famous."