All Walter Scott Quotes
- True love's the gift which God has given to man alone beneath the heaven. Alone
- Methinks I will not die quite happy without having seen something of that Rome of which I have read so much. Die
- Sordid selfishness doth contract and narrow our benevolence, and cause us, like serpents, to infold ourselves within ourselves, and to turn out our stings to… Benevolence
- The playbill, which is said to have announced the tragedy of Hamlet, the character of the Prince of Denmark being left out. Announced
- Stood for his country's glory fast, And nailed her colors to the mast! Color
- Covetousness bursts the sack and spills the grain. Bursts
- What skilful limner e'er would choose To paint the rainbow's varying hues, Unless to mortal it were given To dip his brush in dyes of… Brush
- We often praise the evening clouds, And tints so gay and bold, But seldom think upon our God, Who tinged these clouds with gold. Bold
- What a strange scene if the surge of conversation could suddenly ebb like the tide, and show us the real state of people's minds. Conversation
- Ridicule often checks what is absurd, and fully as often smothers that which is noble. Absurd
- But with morning cool repentance came. Came
- Where is the coward that would not dare to fight for such a land as Scotland? Coward
- I will tear this folly from my heart, though every fibre bleed as I rend it away! Bleed
- See yonder rock from which the fountain gushes; is it less compact of adamant, though waters flow from it? Firm hearts have moister eyes. Adamant
- Many of our cares are but a morbid way of looking at our privileges Care
- England was merry England, when Old Christmas brought his sports again. 'Twas Christmas broach'd the mightiest ale; 'Twas Christmas told the merriest tale; A Christmas… Ale
- Contentions fierce, Ardent, and dire, spring from no petty cause. Ardent
- As system virtualization becomes mainstream, IT managers will find a greater need for disk imaging for disaster recovery and systems deployment,. Becomes
- Woe to the youth whom Fancy gains, Winning from Reason's hand the reins, Pity and woe! for such a mind Is soft contemplative, and kind. Contemplative
- Oh, Brignall banks are wild and fair, And Greta woods are green, And you may gather garlands there Would grace a summer's queen. Banks