When chill Novembers surly blast make fields and forest bare. – Robert Burns
I pick my favorite quotation and store them in my mind as ready armor, offensive or defensive, amid the struggle of this turbulent existence. – Robert Burns
How wretched is the person who hangs on by the favors of the powerful. – Robert Burns
The great Creator to revere
Must sure become the creature;
But still the preaching cant forbear,
And evn the rigid feature:
Yet neer with wits profane to range
Be complaisance extended;
For deity offended. – Robert Burns