“She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.”
More from Lord Byron
“The great art of life is sensation, to feel that we exist, even in pain.”
“If I don't write to empty my mind, I go mad.”
“And thus the heart will break, yet brokenly live on.”
“A drop of ink can make a million think.”