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.
WALTER SCOTTThe willow which bends to the tempest often escapes better than the oak which resists it.
More Walter Scott Quotes
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Heap on more wood! – the wind is chill; But let it whistle as it will, We’ll keep our Christmas merry still.
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Those who are too idle to read, save for the purpose of amusement, may in these works acquire some acquaintance with history, which, however inaccurate, is better than none.
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War is the only game in which both sides lose.
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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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Come fill up my cup, come fill up my can, Come saddle your horses, and call up your men; Come open the West Port, and let me gang free, And it’s room for the bonnets of Bonny Dundee!
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Caution comes too late when we are in the midst of evils.
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If you once turn on your side after the hour at which you ought to rise, it is all over. Bolt up at once.
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He that climbs a ladder must begin at the first round.
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Treason seldom dwells with courage.
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Success or failure in business is caused more by the mental attitude even than by mental capacities.
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There never will exist anything permanently noble and excellent in the character which is a stranger to resolute self-denial.
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A Christmas gambol oft could cheer The poor man’s heart through half the year.
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Each age has deemed the new-born year the fittest time for festal cheer.
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Breathes there the man with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land.
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Heaven know its time; the bullet has its billet.
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