Lord Byron, in all his libertinism, has never really been a favorite of mine. And yet no one could deny that the man was gifted. While looking for a quotation of his on the brevity of human life, I came across this quote from his Childe Harold:
I live not in myself, but I become
Portion of that around me
It seems to me that is true, and that the modern world ignores this piece of wisdom at its (very great) peril.
I found that quote, btw, in an article, The Wholesome Revival of Byron, originally published in 1898 in The Atlantic. The Atlantic has placed its archive online and there are some truly beautiful articles in it.
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Here, at last, is the quotation I was looking for:
When one subtracts from life infancy (which is vegetation), sleep, eating and swilling, buttoning and unbuttoning - how much remains of downright existence? The summer of a dormouse.
~ Lord Byron
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