Maxioms by Sir Walter Scott
Land of my sires! what mortal hand
Can e'er untie the filial band
That knits me to read more
Land of my sires! what mortal hand
Can e'er untie the filial band
That knits me to thy rugged strand!
As long as the Fates permit, live cheerfully.
As long as the Fates permit, live cheerfully.
One hour of life, crowded to the full with glorious action, and filled with noble risks, is worth whole years read more
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.
Everything in art is but a copy of nature.
Everything in art is but a copy of nature.
The rose is fairest when 'tis budding new.
The rose is fairest when 'tis budding new.
