Although too much of a soldier among sovereigns, no one could claim with better right to be a sovereign among soldiers.
Walter ScottBlessed be his name, who hath appointed the quiet night to follow the busy day, and the calm sleep to refresh the wearied limbs and to compose the troubled spirit.
Walter ScottWhere, where was Roderick then? One blast upon his bugle horn Were worth a thousand men.
Walter ScottGuilt, though it may attain temporal splendor, can never confer real happiness; the evil consequences of our crimes long survive their commission, and, like the ghosts of the murdered, forever haunt the steps of the malefactor; while the paths of virtue, though seldom those of worldly greatness, are always those of pleasantness and peace.
Walter Scott