Ridicule, the weapon of all others most feared by enthusiasts of every description, and which, from its predominance over such minds, often checks what is absurd, and fully as often smothers that which is noble.
Sir Walter Scott
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Ridicule, the weapon of all others most feared by enthusiasts of every description, and which, from its predominance over such minds, often checks what is absurd, and fully as often smothers that which is noble.
Sir Walter Scott
Bluid is thicker than water.
Sir Walter Scott
There is a southern proverb—fine words butter no parsnips.
Sir Walter Scott
But mankind—the race would perish did they cease to aid each other.—From the time that the mother binds the child’s head, till the moment that some kind assistant wipes the death-damp from the brow of the dying, we cannot exist without mutual help. All, therefore, that need aid, have the right to ask it of their fellow-mortals; no one who has the power of granting can refuse it without guilt.
Sir Walter Scott
Just at the age ‘twixt boy and youth,
When thought is speech, and speech is truth.
Sir Walter Scott
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,
With dead desire it doth not die;
It is the secret sympathy,
The silver link, the silken tie,
Which heart to heart, and mind to mind
In body and in soul can bind.
Sir Walter Scott
To all, to each, a fair good-night,
And pleasing dreams, and slumbers light!
Sir Walter Scott
Revenge—the sweetest morsel to the mouth that ever was cooked in hell!
Sir Walter Scott
(Editor’s note: two opposite takes on war by Scott)
Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife!
To all the sensual world proclaim,
One crowded hour of glorious life
Is worth an age without a name.
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War’s a fearsome thing. They’ll be cunning that catches me at this wark again.
Sir Walter Scott
Time will rust the sharpest sword,
Time will consume the strongest cord;
That which molders hemp and steel,
Mortal arm and nerve must feel.
Sir Walter Scott