Quotes from Walter Scott


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All men who have turned out worth anything have had the chief hand in their own education.


We build statues out of snow, and weep to see them melt.


To all, to each, a fair good-night, and pleasing dreams, and slumbers light.


Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, And men below, and saints above: For love is heaven, and heaven is love.


To the timid and hesitating everything is impossible because it seems so.


The race of mankind would perish did they cease to aid each other. We cannot exist without mutual help. All therefore that need aid have a right to ask it from their fellow-men; and no one who has the power of granting can refuse it without guilt.


A lawyer without history or literature is a mechanic, a mere working mason; if he possesses some knowledge of these, he may venture to call himself an architect.


If you once turn on your side after the hour at which you ought to rise, it is all over. Bolt up at once.


It is wonderful what strength of purpose and boldness and energy of will are roused by the assurance that we are doing our duty.


Many miles away there's a shadow on the door of a cottage on the Shore of a dark Scottish lake.


There is a vulgar incredulity, which in historical matters, as well as in those of religion, finds it easier to doubt than to examine.


O! many a shaft, at random sent, Finds mark the archer little meant! And many a word, at random spoken, May soothe or wound a heart that's broken!


Of all vices, drinking is the most incompatible with greatness.


How pleasant it is for a father to sit at his child's board. It is like an aged man reclining under the shadow of an oak which he has planted.


When thinking about companions gone, we feel ourselves doubly alone.


He that climbs the tall tree has won right to the fruit, He that leaps the wide gulf should prevail in his suit.


To be ambitious of true honor, of the true glory and perfection of our natures, is the very principle and incentive of virtue.


O, what a tangled web we weave when first we practise to deceive!


Look back, and smile on perils past.


A rusty nail placed near a faithful compass, will sway it from the truth, and wreck the argosy.