black
grey
blue
red
brown
white

Heap on more wood! – the wind is chill; But let it whistle as it will, We’ll keep our Christmas merry still.

Walter Scott

Fortune may raise up or abuse the ordinary mortal, but the sage and the soldier should have minds beyond her control.
WALTER SCOTT

Beyond Control Fortune Mindset Mortal
Who, like ambition, lures men to their ruin.
WALTER SCOTT

Ambition Deep Man Ruin
One crowded hour of glorious life is worth an age without a name.
WALTER SCOTT

Age Fame Life Oneself Worth
Caution comes too late when we are in the midst of evils.
WALTER SCOTT

Deep Evil Late
There never will exist anything permanently noble and excellent in the character which is a stranger to resolute self-denial.
WALTER SCOTT

Character Excellence Existence Strange
The paths of virtue, though seldom those of worldly greatness, are always those of pleasantness and peace.
WALTER SCOTT

Greatness Path Peace Virtue World
Without courage there cannot be truth, and without truth there can be no other virtue.
WALTER SCOTT

Courage Truth Virtue
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.
WALTER SCOTT

Cold Eyes Feeling Heart Myself
The man who is deserving the name is the one whose thoughts and exertions are for others rather than for himself.
WALTER SCOTT

Deserve Himself Man
Silence, maiden; thy tongue outruns thy discretion.
WALTER SCOTT

Silence Talk
November’s sky is chill and drear, November’s leaf is red and sear.
WALTER SCOTT

Change Nature Season Sky
I was born a Scotsman and a bare one. Therefore I was born to fight my way in the world.
WALTER SCOTT

Born Fight Man Myself Way World
Some feelings are to mortals given With less of earth in them than heaven.
WALTER SCOTT

Feeling Heaven Mortal
Heap on more wood! – the wind is chill; But let it whistle as it will, We’ll keep our Christmas merry still.
WALTER SCOTT

Joy Nature Religious
Steady of heart and stout of hand.
WALTER SCOTT

Hands Heart Time
The chain of friendship, however bright, does not stand the attrition of constant close contact.
WALTER SCOTT

Deep Friendship

Heap on more wood! – the wind is chill; But let it whistle as it will, We’ll keep our Christmas merry still.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

Heap on more wood! – the wind is chill; But let it whistle as it will, We’ll keep our Christmas merry still.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

More Walter Scott Quotes