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.

— Walter Scott

The sickening pang of hope defer'd.

— Walter Scott

The wretch, concentrated all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust, from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonored, and unsung.

— Walter Scott

Those who remarked in the countenance of this young hero a dissolute audacity mingled with extreme haughtiness ... could not yet deny to his countenance that sort of comeliness which belongs to an open set of features, well-formed by nature, modeled by art to the usual rules of courtesy, yet so far frank and honest, that they seemed as if they disclaimed to conceal the natural working of the soul.

— Walter Scott

Thou hast had they day, old dame, but thy sun has long been set. Thou art now the very emblem of an old warhorse turned out on the barren heath; thou hast had thy paces in thy time, but now a broken amble is the best of them.

— Walter Scott

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

— Walter Scott

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

— Walter Scott

To all to each a fair goodnight And pleasing dreams and slumbers light.

— Walter Scott

Unless a tree has borne blossoms in spring, you will vainly look for fruit on it in autumn.

— Walter Scott

We are like the herb which flourished most when trampled upon

— Walter Scott