The chain of friendship, however bright, does not stand the attrition of constant close contact.
It is wonderful what strength of purpose and boldness and energy of will are roused by the assurance that we are doing our duty.
My foot is on my native heath, and my name is MacGregor.
Some feelings are to mortals given With less of earth in them than heaven.
O, what a tangled web we weave when first we practise to deceive!
There is a southern proverb - fine words butter no parsnips.