Men think highly of those who rise rapidly in the world whereas nothing rises quicker than dust, straw, and feathers. – Lord Byron
Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, And yet a third of life is passed in sleep. – Lord Byron

Men think highly of those who rise rapidly in the world whereas nothing rises quicker than dust, straw, and feathers. – Lord Byron
Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, And yet a third of life is passed in sleep. – Lord Byron
Letter writing is the only device for combining solitude with good company. – Lord Byron
In these pages the novelist should be able to find a striking verse to head his chapter, the raconteur add to his bon mots, the man of the world enrich his stock of maxims, the divine obtain some deep thought drawn from the wells of ancient learning. – William Francis Henry King, “Introduction,” Classical and Foreign Quotations, 18