I want someone to laugh with me, someone to be grave with me, someone to please me and help my discrimination with his or her own remark, and at times, no doubt, to admire my acuteness and penetration.
The rank is but the guinea’s stamp; the man’s the gold for all that.
When matters are desperate we must put on a desperate face.
Go fetch to me a pint o wine, an fill it in a silver tassie.
Dearly bought the hidden treasure, finer feelings can bestow; chords that vibrate sweetest pleasure, thrill the deepest notes of woe.
Midnight — that hour of night’s black arch the keystone.
And the spring comes slowly up this way.
Some say kissing is a sin; but if it was na lawful, lawyers would na allow it; if it was na holy, ministers would na do it; if it was na modest, maidens would na take it; if it was na plenty, puir folk would na get it.
Firmness, both in suffering and exertion, is a character which I would wish to possess. — I have always despised the whining yelp of complaint, and the cowardly feeble resolve.
Had we never lov’d sae kindly, Had we never lov’d sae blindly, Never met — or never parted — we had never been broken-hearted.
The daisy’s for simplicity and unaffected air.
The best laid schemes o’ mice an’ men
gang aft a-gley.
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