“…having once seen him put forth his strength in battle, methinks I could know him again among a thousand warriors. He rushes into the fray as if he were summoned to a banquet. There is more than mere strength—there seems as if the whole soul and spirit of the champion were given to every blow which he deals upon his enemies. God assoilzie him of the sin of bloodshed! It is fearful, yet magnificent, to behold how the arm and heart of one man can triumph over hundreds.”

“Walter Scott has no business to write novels, especially good ones. — It is not fair. — He has fame and profit enough as a poet, and should not be taking the bread out of other people’s mouths. — I do not like him, and do not mean to like Waverley if I can help it — but fear I must.”

“The wretch, concentred all in self,Living, shall forfeit fair renown,And, doubly dying, shall go downTo the vile dust, from whence he sprung,Unwept, unhonored, and unsung.”

“Look back, and smile on perils past!”

“When thinking about companions gone, we feel ourselves doubly alone.”

“Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, And men below, and saints above: For love is heaven, and heaven is love.”

“Success - keeping your mind awake and your desire asleep.”

“Look back, and smile on perils past.”

“Teach your children poetry; it opens the mind, lends grace to wisdom and makes the heroic virtues hereditary.”

“O, what a tangled web we weave when first we practise to deceive!”

“Faces that have charmed us the most escape us the soonest.”