July 11, 2007

The Wisdom of Byron

  • I love wisdom more than she love me.

  • Grief shold be the instructor of the wise.

  • He who will not reason is a bigot; he who cannot , is a fool ; he who dares not, is a slave.

  • Nothing can confound a wise man more than laughter from a dunce.

  • Friendship is love without his wings.

  • Admire, exult, despise, laugh, weep, for here there is such matter for all feeling: Man , you pendulum between a smile and tear.

  • Hatred is the madeness of the heart.

  • It is strange but true; truth is alwasy strange, stranger than fiction.

  • Adverdsity is the path of truth.

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