Heap on more wood! – the wind is chill; But let it whistle as it will, We’ll keep our Christmas merry still.
WALTER SCOTTThe half hour between waking and rising has all my life proved propitious to any task which was exercising my invention… It was always when I first opened my eyes that the desired ideas thronged upon me.
More Walter Scott Quotes
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From my experience, not one in twenty marries the first love; we build statues of snow and weep to see them melt.
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A Christmas gambol oft could cheer The poor man’s heart through half the year.
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Of all vices, drinking is the most incompatible with greatness.
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I like a highland friend who will stand by me not only when I am in the right, but when I am a little in the wrong.
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The misery of keeping a dog is his dying so soon. But, to be sure, if he lived for fifty years and then died, what would become of me?
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Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, And men below, and saints above: For love is heaven, and heaven is love.
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Do not Christians and Heathens, and Jews and Gentiles, and poets and philosophers, unite in allowing the starry influences?
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Sleep in peace, and wake in joy.
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Blessed be his name, who hath appointed the quiet night to follow the busy day, and the calm sleep to refresh the wearied limbs and to compose the troubled spirit.
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Then hush thee, my darling, take rest while you may, For strife comes with manhood, and waking with day.
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As long as the Fates permit, live cheerfully.
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Tears are the softening showers which cause the seed of heaven to spring up in the human heart.
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Some feelings are to mortals given With less of earth in them than heaven.
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And better had they ne’er been born, Who read to doubt, or read to scorn.
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Crystal and hearts would lose all their merit in the world if it were not for their fragility.
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The will to do, the soul to dare.
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Steady of heart and stout of hand.
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War is the only game in which both sides lose.
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To all, to each, a fair good-night, and pleasing dreams, and slumbers light.
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One crowded hour of glorious life is worth an age without a name.
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I have heard men talk about the blessings of freedom, he said to himself, but I wish any wise man would teach me what use to make of it now that I have it.
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He that climbs a ladder must begin at the first round.
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Cats are a mysterious kind of folk.
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Revenge, the sweetest morsel to the mouth that ever was cooked in hell.
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I will tear this folly from my heart, though every fibre bleed as I rend it away!
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The willow which bends to the tempest often escapes better than the oak which resists it.
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