Lord Byron

For the sword outwears its sheath, and the soul wears out the breast. And the heart must pause to breathe, and love itself have rest.

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I have great hopes that we shall love each other all our lives as much as if we had never married at all.

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A mistress never is nor can be a friend. While you agree, you are lovers; and when it is over, anything but friends.

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

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A woman who gives any advantage to a man may expect a lover -- but will sooner or later find a tyrant.

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Self-love for ever creeps out, like a snake, to sting anything which happens to stumble upon it.

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But words are things, and a small drop of ink, falling like dew, upon a thought, produces that which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think.

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Roll on, deep and dark blue ocean, roll. Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain. Man marks the earth with ruin, but his control stops with the shore.

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I like his holiness very much, particularly since an order, which I understand he has lately given, that no more miracles shall be performed.

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What a strange thing man is; and what a stranger thing woman.

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