Absence – that common cure of love. – Lord Byron
Be thou the rainbow in the storms of life. The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, and tints tomorrow with prophetic ray. – Lord Byron

Absence – that common cure of love. – Lord Byron
Be thou the rainbow in the storms of life. The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, and tints tomorrow with prophetic ray. – Lord Byron
We are all selfish and I no more trust myself than others with a good motive. – Lord Byron
I tell again the oldest and the newest story of all the world, — the story of Invincible Love! This tale divine — ancient as the beginning of things, fresh and young as the passing hour — has forms and names various as humanity. – Amelia E. Huddleston Barr, A Rose of a Hundred Leaves: A Love Story, 1891