Cats are a very mysterious kind of folk. There is always more passing in their minds than we are aware of.
WALTER SCOTTBreathes there the man with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land.
More Walter Scott Quotes
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Nothing is more completely the child of art than a garden.
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November’s sky is chill and drear, November’s leaf is red and sear.
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Look back, and smile on perils past.
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Silence, maiden; thy tongue outruns thy discretion.
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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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One crowded hour of glorious life is worth an age without a name.
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And better had they ne’er been born, Who read to doubt, or read to scorn.
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Of all vices, drinking is the most incompatible with greatness.
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The willow which bends to the tempest often escapes better than the oak which resists it.
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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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We build statues out of snow, and weep to see them melt.
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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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Commend me to sterling honesty though clad in rags.
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Discretion is the perfection of reason, and a guide to us in all the duties of life.
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The chain of friendship, however bright, does not stand the attrition of constant close contact.
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