Childe Harold's Pilgrimage A Poem by Lord Byron www.gutenberg.org And thus the heart will breakWords which are thingsThere is a pleasure in the pathless woods lovenaturelonelinessmelancholy
Prometheus A Poem by Lord Byron www.poetryfoundation.org The lightnings trembledThe sum of human wretchednessMaking Death a Victory Subjected to some great trialA hierarchical system of senseYou find reasons to keep living deathsufferingpain
Darkness A Poem by Lord Byron I had a dreamBut one thoughtShe was the universeDarkling in the eternal space darknessdeath
Epitaph to a Dog A Poem by Lord Byron Show image 0 Show image 1 Ye! who behold perchance this simple urn, Pass on, it honours none you wish to mourn. To mark a friend's remains these stones arise; I never knew but one — and here he lies. deathfriendship
Say yes and never do it A Quote by Mel Brooks www.newyorker.com You have some wonderful stories of basically getting away with stuff at the studios. I’d learned one very simple trick: say yes. Simply say yes…You say yes, and you never do it. That’s great advice for life. It is. Don’t fight them. Don’t waste your time struggling with them and trying to make sense to them. They’ll never understand. managementworkmaking