Breathes there the man with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land.
WALTER SCOTTOf all vices, drinking is the most incompatible with greatness.
More Walter Scott Quotes
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Come he slow or come he fast it is but death that comes at last.
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Great talent has always a little madness mixed up with it.
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Without courage there cannot be truth, and without truth there can be no other virtue.
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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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The paths of virtue, though seldom those of worldly greatness, are always those of pleasantness and peace.
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Revenge, the sweetest morsel to the mouth that ever was cooked in hell.
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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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To the timid and hesitating everything is impossible because it seems so.
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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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One or two of these scoundrel statesmen should be shot once a-year, just to keep the others on their good behavior.
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Sleep in peace, and wake in joy.
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Commend me to sterling honesty though clad in rags.
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The happy combination of fortuitous circumstances.
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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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The chain of friendship, however bright, does not stand the attrition of constant close contact.
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