Oh what a tangled web we weave, When first we practise to deceive! Walter Scott (1771 – 1832)

Oh what a tangled web we weave, When first we practise to deceive! Walter Scott (1771 – 1832)
Chance will not do the work — chance sends the breeze, but if the pilot slumber at the helm, the very wind that wafts us towards the port may dash us on the shelves. The steersman’s part is vigilance, blow it rough or smooth. Walter Scott (1771 – 1832)
Without courage, there cannot be truth, and without truth there can be no other virtue. Walter Scott (1771 – 1832)
He that follows the advice of reason has a mind that is elevated above the reach of injury; that sits above the clouds, in a calm and quiet ether, and with a brave indifference hears the rolling thunders grumble and burst under his feet. Walter Scott (1771 – 1832)