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• In her first passion woman loves her lover, In all the others all she loves is love.
  -- George Gordon, Lord Byron, "Don Jua...
• The women pardon'd all except her face.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Don Juan, Canto v, Stanza 113...
• Her stature tall,--I hate a dumpy woman.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Don Juan, Canto i, Stanza 61...
• And after all, what is a lie? 'T is but The truth in masquerade.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Don Juan, Canto xi, Stanza 37...
• And her face so fair Stirr'd with her dream, as rose-leaves with the air.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Don Juan, Canto iv, Stanza 29...
• Man's love is of man's life a thing apart; 'T is woman's whole existence.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Don Juan, Canto i, Stanza 194...
• In virtues nothing earthly could surpass her, Save thine "incomparable oil," Macassar!
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Don Juan, Canto i, Stanza 17...
• The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece! Where burning Sappho loved and sung.
  . . . . . Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all except their sun is set....
• Ah, surely nothing dies but something mourns.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Don Juan, Canto iii, Stanza 108...