“For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast.”

— Lord Byron, "The Destruction of Sennacherib" (1815)

About Lord Byron

1788 – 1824

English Romantic poet, author of 'Don Juan' and 'Childe Harold's Pilgrimage'.

“When we think we lead, we are most led.”

“I am not now that which I have been.”

“Ah! happy years! once more who would not be a boy!”

“Death, like generation, is a secret of Nature.”

“No hour of life is lost that is spent in the saddle.”

“A witticism is an epigram on the death of a feeling.”

“God can make good use of all that happens, but the loss is real.”

“A living dog is better than a dead lion.”

“Sorrow and silence are strong, and patient endurance is godlike.”