There never will exist anything permanently noble and excellent in the character which is a stranger to resolute self-denial.
WALTER SCOTTRevenge, the sweetest morsel to the mouth that ever was cooked in hell.
More Walter Scott Quotes
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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.
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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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Hope is brightest when it dawns from fears.
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To all, to each, a fair good-night, and pleasing dreams, and slumbers light.
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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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Great talent has always a little madness mixed up with it.
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All men who have turned out worth anything have had the chief hand in their own education.
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Real valor consists not in being insensible to danger; but in being prompt to confront and disarm it.
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I cannot tell how the truth may be; I say the tale as it was said to me.
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Recollect that the Almighty, who gave the dog to be companion of our pleasures and our toils, hath invested him with a nature noble and incapable of deceit.
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Many a law, many a commandment have I broken, but my word never.
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He that climbs the tall tree has won right to the fruit, He that leaps the wide gulf should prevail in his suit.
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Many of our cares are but a morbid way of looking at our privileges
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Some feelings are to mortals given With less of earth in them than heaven.
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Look back, and smile on perils past.
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Fortune may raise up or abuse the ordinary mortal, but the sage and the soldier should have minds beyond her control.
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Of all vices, drinking is the most incompatible with greatness.
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Sleep in peace, and wake in joy.
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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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Welcome as the flowers in May.
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Is death the last sleep? No, it is the last and final awakening.
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November’s sky is chill and drear, November’s leaf is red and sear.
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The willow which bends to the tempest often escapes better than the oak which resists it.
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Credit is like a looking-glass, which when once sullied by a breath, may be wiped clear again; but if once cracked can never be repaired.
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Where is the coward that would not dare to fight for such a land as Scotland?
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As long as the Fates permit, live cheerfully.
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