“I cannot tell how the truth may be; I say the tale as it was said to me.”

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!

Then hush thee, my darling, take rest while you may, For strife comes with manhood, and waking with day.

Greatness of any kind has no greater foe than a habit of drinking.

When true friends meet in adverse hour; ‘Tis like a sunbeam through a shower. A watery way an instant seen, The darkly closing clouds between.

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.