Is death the last sleep? No it is the last final awakening.

— Walter Scott

It is wonderful what strength of purpose and boldness and energy of will are roused by the assurance that we are doing our duty.

— Walter Scott

It was woman that taught me cruelty, and on woman therefore I have exercised it.

— Walter Scott

I will tear this folly from my heart, though every fiber bleed as I rend it away!

— Walter Scott

Look back, and smile on perils past!

— Walter Scott

Look back, and smile on perils past.

— Walter Scott

Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, And men below, and saints above: For love is heaven, and heaven is love.

— Walter Scott

Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, and men below, and the saints above, for love is heaven, and heaven is love.

— Walter Scott

Meantime the clang of the bows and the shouts of the combatants mixed fearfully with the sound of the trumpets, and drowned the groans of those who fell, and lay rolling defenceless beneath the feet of the horses. The splendid armor of the combatants was now defaced with dust and blood, and gave way at every stroke of the sword and battleaxe. The gay plumage, shorn from the crests, drifted upon the breeze like snowflakes. All that was beautiful in the martial array had disappeared, and what was now visible was only calculated to awaken terror or compassion.

— Walter Scott

My hope, my heaven, my trust must be, My gentle guide, in following thee.

— Walter Scott