Lord Byron (January 22, 1788 - April 19, 1824)
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Now hatred is by far the longest pleasure; men love in haste but they detest at leisure
Man being reasonable must get drunk; The best of life is but intoxication; Glory, the grape, love, gold - in these are sunk - The hopes of all men and of every nation
What a strange thing man is; and what a stranger thing woman.
No ear can hear nor tongue can tell the tortures of the inward hell!
All is to be feared where all is to be lost
Every day I learn something. Sometimes it's difficult. Especially when I have to do something that I don't normally do. Of course that's just acting.
(September 16, 1981 - )
That's a gift from God, ... I'm there to pitch.
The most tragic thing in the world is a man of genius who is not a man of honor
George Bernard Shaw