Robert Burns Quotes

I have a hundred times wished that one could resign life as an officer resigns a commission.

I look on the opposite sex with something like the admiration with which I regard the starry sky on a frosty December night. I admire the beauty of the Creator's workmanship, I am charmed with the wild but graceful eccentricity of the motions, and then I wish both of them goodnight.

I waive the quantum o' the sin, The hazard of concealing; But, och! it hardens a' within, And petrifies the feeling!

Nae man can tether time or tide.

While Europe's eye is fix'd on mighty things, The fate of empires and the fall of kings; While quacks of State must each produce his plan, And even children lisp the Rights of Man; Amid this mighty fuss just let me mention, The Rights of Woman merit some attention.

On Earth, Discord! A gloomy Heaven above, opening her jealous gates to the nineteen thousandth part of the tithe of mankind! And below, an inescapable & inexorable Hell, expanding its leviathan jaws for the vast residue of Mortals!

The heart that is generous and kind most resembles God.

My dear, my native soil! For whom my warmest wish to Heav'n is sent, Long may thy hardy sons of rustic toil Be blest with health, and peace, and sweet content!

Painters and poets have liberty to lie.

God knows, I'm no the thing I should be, Nor am I even the thing I could be.

A man's a man for a' that. . . . . A prince can mak a belted knight, A marquis, duke, and a' that; But an honest man's aboon his might, Guid faith he mauna fa' that! . . . Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that, That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree and a' that. For a' that, and a' that, It's comin' yet, for a' that, When man to man, the world o'er, Shall brithers be for a' that.

O, my luve is like a red, red rose.

The landlord's laugh was ready chorus.

His locked, lettered, braw brass collar, Shewed him the gentleman and scholar.

Hope springs exulting on triumphant wing.

Why has a religious turn of mind always a tendency to narrow and harden the heart?

A women can make an average man great, and a great man average.

Inspiring bold JohnBarleycorn! What dangers thou canst make us scorn! Wi' usquebae, we'll face the devil!

They never sought in vain that sought the Lord alright!

Life is but a day at most.

Wee, sleekit, cowrin, tim'rous beastie, O, what a panic's in thy breastie!

Now simmer blinks on flowery braes, And o'er the crystal streamlet plays.

Oatcakes are a delicate relish when eaten warm with ale.

Suspense is worse than disappointment.

If there 's a hole in a' your coats, I rede ye tent it; A chiel 's amang ye takin' notes, And, faith, he 'll prent it.

But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love forever. Had we never lou'd sae kindly, Had we never lou'd sae blindly, Never met - or never parted - We had ne'er been broken hearted

Burns' Hog-Weighing Method: (1) Get a perfectly symmetrical plank and balance it across a sawhorse. (2) Put the hog on one end of the plank. (3) Pile rocks on the other end until the plank is again perfectly balanced. (4) Carefully guess the weight of the rocks.

Should auld acquaintance be forgot and never brought to mind? Should auld acquaintance be forgot and days of auld lang syne? For auld lang syne, my dear, for auld lang syne, we'll take a cup of kindness yet, for auld lang syne.

But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower, it's bloom is shed; Or, like the snow-fall in the river, A moment white, then melts forever.

The snowdrop and primrose our woodlands adorn, and violets bathe in the wet o' the morn.

Their sighing, canting, grace-proud faces, their three-mile prayers, and half-mile graces.

Chords that vibrate sweetest pleasure Thrill the deepest notes of woe.

Nae man can tether time or tide; The hour approachesTam maun ride; That hour, o'night's black arch the key-stane, That dreary hourTam mounts his beast in.

Nursing her wrath to keep it warm.--Robert Burns

All my fears and cares are of this world; if there is another, an honest man has nothing to fear from it.

A mind that is conscious of its integrity scorns to say more than it means to perform.

Affliction's sons are brothers in distress; A brother to relieve, how exquisite the bliss!

Some wee short hour ayont the twal.

Suspense is worst than disappointment.

Now's the day and now's the hour.

Some hae meat and canna eat, And some wad eat that want it, But we hae meat and we can eat, And sae the Lord be thankit.

Man's inhumanity to man makes countless thousands mourn!

For thus the royal mandate ran, When first the human race began, "The social, friendly honest man, Whate'er he be, Tis he fulfils great Nature's plan, And none but he!"

The best plans of men and mice often go awry.

Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled, Scots, wham Bruce has aften led, Welcome to your gory bed, Or to victory! Now 's the day and now 's the hour; See the front o' battle lour.

Dweller in yon dungeon dark, Hangman of creation, mark! Who in widow weeds appears, Laden with unhonoured years, Noosing with care a bursting purse, Baited with many a deadly curse?

Look abroad through Nature's range, Nature's mighty law is change.

Even every ray of hope destroyed and not a wish to gild the gloom.