Sir Walter Scott Quotes
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As old as the hills.
Too much rest is rust.
The reason of the law is the law.
Time will rust the sharpest sword.
Labor — all labor is noble and holy.
Look back, and smile at perils past.
For love is heaven, and heaven is love.
I begin to find that too good a character is inconvenient.
O, what a tangled web we weave when first we practise to deceive!
The grave the last sleep? No; it is the last and final awakening.
Oh, what a tangled web we weave, When first we practice to deceive!
Many of our cares are but a morbid way of looking at our privileges.
I cannot tell how the truth may be; I say the tale as it was said to me.
Depend upon it, of all vices, drinking is the most incompatible with greatness.
Just at the age 'twixt boy and youth, When thought is speech, and speech is truth.
Ambition breaks through the ties of blood, and forgets the obligations of gratitude.
This world is a dream within a dream; and as we grow older, each step is an awakening.
When a man has not a good reason for doing a thing, he has one good reason for letting it alone.
Success or failure in business is caused more by the mental attitude even than by mental capacities.
For ne'er Was flattery lost on poet's ear: A simple race! They waste their toil For the vain tribute of a smile.
From my experience, not one in twenty marries the first love; we build statues of snow, and weep to see them melt.
In prosperous times I have sometimes felt my fancy and powers of language flag, but adversity is to me at least a tonic and a bracer.
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.
One hour of life, crowded to the full with glorious action, and filled with noble risks, is worth whole years of those mean observances of paltry decorum.
Recollect that the Almighty, who gave the dog to be companion of our pleasures and our toils, hath invested them with a nature noble and incapable of deceit.
True love's the gift which God has given; To man alone beneath the heaven: It is not fantasy's hot fire,: Whose wishes, soon as granted, fly; It liveth not in fierce desire.
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.
This was really a compliment to be pleased with—a nice little handsome pat of butter made up by a neat-handed...dairy-maid instead of the grease fit only for cartwheels which one is dosed with by the pound.
One hour of life, crowded to the full with glorious action, and filled with noble risks, is worth whole years of those mean observances of paltry decorum, in which men steal through existence, like sluggish waters through a marsh without either honor or observation.