“It is only when I dally with what I am about, look back and aside, instead of keeping my eyes straight forward, that I feel these cold sinkings of the heart.”

To the timid and hesitating everything is impossible because it seems so.

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.

And better had they ne’er been born, Who read to doubt, or read to scorn.

Each age has deemed the new-born year the fittest time for festal cheer.

Crystal and hearts would lose all their merit in the world if it were not for their fragility.

Heap on more wood! – the wind is chill; But let it whistle as it will, We’ll keep our Christmas merry still.

Real valor consists not in being insensible to danger; but in being prompt to confront and disarm it.

Sleep in peace, and wake in joy.

If you once turn on your side after the hour at which you ought to rise, it is all over. Bolt up at once.

Without courage there cannot be truth, and without truth there can be no other virtue.

The will to do, the soul to dare.

The paths of virtue, though seldom those of worldly greatness, are always those of pleasantness and peace.

A good deal of philanthropy arises in general from mere vanity and love of distinction gilded over to others and to themselves with some show of benevolent sentiment.

Hope is brightest when it dawns from fears.

Of all vices, drinking is the most incompatible with greatness.

A sound head, an honest heart, and an humble spirit are the three best guides through time and to eternity.

Although an ass is tired, he continues to carry his burden; he is unmindful of cold and heat; and he is always contented; these three things should be learned from the ass.

Oh, you fool. You turned cold and stopped loving when the world needed it most.

Logic and cold reason are poor weapons to fight fear and distrust. Only faith and generosity can overcome them.

The world which credits what is done is cold to all that might have been.

And I know this world is so cold and deceiving but I keep my head up like my nose is bleeding.

I imagine myself cold as ice falling into your open arms. Everyone says it’s beautiful where I am but I’d rather be where you are.

The moon can never breathe, but it can take our breath away with the beauty of its cold, arid orb.

If you allow coldness to engulf you before winter, season is helpless to help you.