“Dare to be honest and fear no labor. … Opera is where a man gets stabbed in the back, and instead of dying, he sings.”

Nae man can tether time or tide.

Critics! Those cut-throat bandits in the paths of fame.

To see her is to love her, And love but her forever; For nature made her what she is, And never made anither!

Here’s to us, who’s like us Damn few, and they’re all dead.

But facts are chiels that winna ding, An’ downa be disputed.

Dare to be honest and fear no labor.

But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love forever.

Prudent, cautious self-control is wisdom’s root.

The upright, honest-hearted man Who strives to do the best he can, Need never fear the church’s ban Or hell’s damnation.

Anticipation forward points the view.

Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white-then melts for ever.

If there’s another world, he lives in bliss; if there is none, he made the best of this.

Painters and poets have liberty to lie.

Hope springs exulting on triumphant wing.

What is life, when wanting love? Night without a morning; Love’s the cloudless summer sun, Nature gay adorning.

Go fetch to me a pint o’ wine, An’ fill it in a silver tassie.

Don’t you dare take what I’m giving away more than willingly, for granted.

How do you expect the Germans to revolt when they don’t even dare walk on the grass?

Success often comes to those who dare to act. It seldom goes to the timid who are ever afraid of the consequences.

Where is the coward that would not dare to fight for such a land as Scotland?

Do I dare Disturb the universe?

The will to do, the soul to dare.

Greatly he failed, but he had greatly dared.

Dare to do things worthy of imprisonment if you mean to be of consequence.