Walter Scott Quotes

Breathes there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land! Whose heart hath ne’er within him burn’d As home his footsteps he hath turn’d From wandering on a foreign strand!

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

Recollect that the Almighty, who gave the dog to be companion of our pleasures and our toils, hath invested him with a nature noble and incapable of deceit.

When a man hasn’t a good reason for doing a thing, he has a good reason for letting it alone.

I am enamoured of my journal.

Oh, what a tangled web we weave, When first we practice to deceive!

Court not the critic’s smile nor dread his frown.

Credit is like a looking – glass, which when once sullied by a breath, may be wiped clean again; but if once cracked can never be repaired.

The consequences of our crimes long survive their commission, and, like the ghosts of the murdered, forever haunt the steps of the malefactor.

He that climbs a ladder must begin at the first round.