Time! the corrector when our judgments err. – Lord Byron
All who would win joy, must share it; happiness was born a twin. – Lord Byron

Time! the corrector when our judgments err. – Lord Byron
All who would win joy, must share it; happiness was born a twin. – Lord Byron
This is the patent age of new inventions for killing bodies, and for saving souls. All propagated with the best intentions. – Lord Byron
Lovers may be – and indeed generally are – enemies, but they never can be friends, because there must always be a spice of jealousy and a something of Self in all their speculations. – Lord Byron