28 Quotes by Sir Scott

Vengeance, deep-brooding o'er the slain, Had locked the source of softer woe, And burning pride and high disdain Forbade the rising tear to flow

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

Of all the vices drinking is the most incompatible with greatness

Cats are mysterious kind of folk - there is more passing in their minds than we are aware of.

It is more than probable that the average man could, with no injury to his health, increase his efficiency fifty percent

Is death the last step? No, it is the final awakening.

O woman!- In our hours of ease, uncertain, coy, and hard to please, and variable as the shade, by the light quivering aspen made; when pain and anguish wring the brow, a ministering angel thou

Mary, I believed thee true, And I was blest in thus believing; But now I mourn that ever I knew A girl so fair and so deceiving.

Tis sweet to know there is an eye will mark our coming, and look brighter when we come.