Maxioms by Lord Byron
He possessed beauty without vanity, strength without insolence; courage without ferocity; and all the virtues of man without his vices
He possessed beauty without vanity, strength without insolence; courage without ferocity; and all the virtues of man without his vices
The great art of life is sensation, to feel that we exist, even in pain.
The great art of life is sensation, to feel that we exist, even in pain.
No ear can hear nor tongue can tell the tortures of the inward hell!
No ear can hear nor tongue can tell the tortures of the inward hell!
The dew of compassion is a tear.
The dew of compassion is a tear.
