+ No hand can make the clock strike for me the hours that are passed. Author, January 13, 2024January 9, 2025, Lord Byron, Acceptance, Regret, Time, 0 Lord Byron Poet · England
+ It is when we think we lead that we are most led. Author, November 2, 2023January 2, 2025, Lord Byron, Influence, Leadership, Perception, 0 Lord Byron Poet · England
+ As falls the dew on quenchless sands, blood only serves to wash ambition’s hands. Author, January 13, 2024January 9, 2025, Lord Byron, Ambition, Betrayal, Power, 0 Lord Byron Poet · England
+ Let none think to fly the danger for soon or late love is his own avenger. Author, January 13, 2024January 9, 2025, Lord Byron, Consequences, Danger, Love, 0 Lord Byron Poet · England
+ Italia! O Italia! thou who hast The fatal gift of beauty. Author, September 6, 2023January 2, 2025, Lord Byron, Beauty, Gift, 0 Lord Byron Poet · England
+ Good but rarely came from good advice. Author, June 29, 2023January 2, 2025, Lord Byron, Advice, Good, 0 Lord Byron Poet · England
+ This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing To waft me from distraction. Author, January 13, 2024January 9, 2025, Lord Byron, Escape, Focus, Tranquility, 0 Lord Byron Poet · England
+ He makes a solitude, and calls it – peace! Author, June 7, 2023January 2, 2025, Lord Byron, Irony, Peace, Solitude, 0 Lord Byron Poet · England
Appreciation of art is a moral erection, otherwise mere dilettantism. Read explanation Jean Cocteau Artist · France
Art produces ugly things which frequently become beautiful with time. Read explanation Jean Cocteau Artist · France
I just love the world around me and wanted my audience to love and appreciate it too. Jean Craighead George
