There never will exist anything permanently noble and excellent in the character which is a stranger to resolute self-denial.
Teach you children poetry; it opens the mind, lends grace to wisdom and makes the heroic virtues hereditary.
My foot is on my native heath, and my name is MacGregor.
I cannot tell how the truth may be; I say the tale as it was said to me.
come he slow or come he fast it is but death that comes at last
A sinful heart makes feeble hand.