Lord Byron

Pleasure's a sin, and sometimes sin's a pleasure.

Pleasure's a sin, and sometimes sin's a pleasure.

I'll publish, right or wrong: / Fools are my theme, let satire be my song.

I'll publish, right or wrong: / Fools are my theme, let satire be my song.

It is singular how soon we lose the impression of what ceases to be constantly before us. A year impairs, read more

It is singular how soon we lose the impression of what ceases to be constantly before us. A year impairs, a luster obliterates. There is little distinct left without an effort of memory, then indeed the lights are rekindled for a moment -- but who can be sure that the Imagination is not the torch-bearer?

And if I laugh at any mortal thing, 'Tis that I may not weep.

And if I laugh at any mortal thing, 'Tis that I may not weep.

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.