There is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture in the lonely shore, there is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not Man the less, but Nature more.
Lord ByronThe devil hath not, in all his quiver's choice, An arrow for the heart like a sweet voice.
Lord ByronTo withdraw myself from myself has ever been my sole, my entire, my sincere motive in scribbling at all.
Lord Byron