Cats are a mysterious kind of folk.
WALTER SCOTTThe chain of friendship, however bright, does not stand the attrition of constant close contact.
More Walter Scott Quotes
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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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Commend me to sterling honesty though clad in rags.
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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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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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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.
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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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It is wonderful what strength of purpose and boldness and energy of will are roused by the assurance that we are doing our duty.
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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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Good Night, Goodnight, Dream.
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November’s sky is chill and drear, November’s leaf is red and sear.
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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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Nothing is more completely the child of art than a garden.
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A Christmas gambol oft could cheer The poor man’s heart through half the year.
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The willow which bends to the tempest often escapes better than the oak which resists it.
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Steady of heart and stout of hand.
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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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Great talent has always a little madness mixed up with it.
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Cats are a very mysterious kind of folk. There is always more passing in their minds than we are aware of.
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Hurry no man’s cattle; you may come to own a donkey yourself.
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A sinful heart makes feeble hand.
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Come he slow or come he fast it is but death that comes at last.
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Is death the last sleep? No, it is the last and final awakening.
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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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Sleep in peace, and wake in joy.
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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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