Maxioms by Lord Byron
Hatred is the madness of the heart.
Hatred is the madness of the heart.
And when we think we lead, we are most led.
And when we think we lead, we are most led.
Hatred is by far the longest pleasure; Men love in haste, but they detest at leisure.
Hatred is by far the longest pleasure; Men love in haste, but they detest at leisure.
Wives in their husbands' absences grow subtler, and daughters sometimes run off with the butler
Wives in their husbands' absences grow subtler, and daughters sometimes run off with the butler
All who would win joy, must share it; happiness was born a twin. Anon -Lord Byron.
All who would win joy, must share it; happiness was born a twin. Anon -Lord Byron.
