Kill a man's family, and he may brook it, But keep your hands out of his breeches' pocket.
Lord ByronGood work and joyous play go hand in hand. When play stops, old age begins. Play keeps you from taking life too seriously.
Lord ByronEgeria! sweet creation of some heart Which found no mortal resting-place so fair As thine ideal breast.
Lord ByronThose who will not reason, are bigots, those who cannot, are fools, and those who dare not, are slaves.
Lord Byron