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.
In solitude, where we are least alone.
In solitude, where we are least alone.
I wish he would explain his explanation
I wish he would explain his explanation
We are all selfish and I no more trust myself than others with a good motive.
We are all selfish and I no more trust myself than others with a good motive.
