Nothing is more completely the child of art than a garden.

My foot is on my native heath, and my name is MacGregor.

"Charge, Chester, charge! on, Stanley, on!" Were the last words of Marmion.

I like a highland friend who will stand by me not only when I am in the right, but when I am a little in the wrong.

God forgive me for having thought it possible that a schoolmaster could be out and out a rational being.

He that climbs the tall tree has won right to the fruit, He that leaps the wide gulf should prevail in his suit.

Great talent has always a little madness mixed up with it.