Look back, and smile on perils past.
WALTER SCOTTTeach you children poetry; it opens the mind, lends grace to wisdom and makes the heroic virtues hereditary.
More Walter Scott Quotes
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A good deal of philanthropy arises in general from mere vanity and love of distinction gilded over to others and to themselves with some show of benevolent sentiment.
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The willow which bends to the tempest often escapes better than the oak which resists it.
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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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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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Come he slow or come he fast it is but death that comes at last.
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Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, And men below, and saints above: For love is heaven, and heaven is love.
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And better had they ne’er been born, Who read to doubt, or read to scorn.
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Blessed be his name, who hath appointed the quiet night to follow the busy day, and the calm sleep to refresh the wearied limbs and to compose the troubled spirit.
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The will to do, the soul to dare.
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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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The half hour between waking and rising has all my life proved propitious to any task which was exercising my invention… It was always when I first opened my eyes that the desired ideas thronged upon me.
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If you once turn on your side after the hour at which you ought to rise, it is all over. Bolt up at once.
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Crystal and hearts would lose all their merit in the world if it were not for their fragility.
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War is the only game in which both sides lose.
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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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