Waverley Quotes

#1. I could hardly wait for following chapters, which arrived in dribs and drabs, and I began to feel for all the world like the young T.B. Macaulay walking from London to meet the Cambridge coach bearing the next installment of Waverley novels.

Vernon Sproxton

#2. Bay remembered the Waverley house full of pumpkin pie scents in the fall. There had been mountains of maple cakes with violets hidden inside, lakes of butternut soups with chrysanthemum petals floating on top.

Sarah Addison Allen

#3. The Waverley sisters had married men as steadfast and normal as the women were mercurial and strange.

Sarah Addison Allen

#4. Food critic and writer Waverley Root described the common American near beer as "such a wishy-washy, thin, ill-tasting, discouraging sort of slop that it might have been dreamed up by a Puritan Machiavelli with the intent of disgusting drinkers with genuine beer forever."[21]

Waverly Root

#5. The education of our hero, Edward Waverley, was of a nature somewhat desultory. In infancy his health suffered, or was supposed to suffer (which is quite the same thing), by the air of London.

Walter Scott

#6. The Waverley sisters hadn't been close as children, but they were as thick as thieves now, the way adult siblings often are, the moment they realize that family is actually a choice.

Sarah Addison Allen

#7. The outside world might have finally turned into autumn, but inside the Waverley house it still smelled of summer. It was lemon verbena day, so the house was filled with a sweet-tart that conjured images of picnic blankets and white clouds like true-love hearts.

Sarah Addison Allen

#8. Dorsey was out of her league. When a woman like Kay Waverley took you on over a man, you were done for. It was the scandal of the season and all of Monte Carlo agreed; poor little Dorsey wasn't handling it well.

Kathleen Tessaro

#9. Walter Scott has no business to write novels, especially good ones. - It is not fair. - He has fame and profit enough as a poet, and should not be taking the bread out of other people's mouths. - I do not like him, and do not mean to like Waverley if I can help it - but fear I must.

Jane Austen

#10. Government today is growing too strong to be safe. There are no longer any citizens in the world there are only subjects. They work day in and day out for their masters they are bound to die for their masters at call. Out of this working and dying they tend to get less and less.

H.L. Mencken

#11. It is the destiny of mint to be crushed.

Waverley Lewis Root

#12. The turkey has a destiny which ends on San Martino's day.

Waverley Lewis Root

#13. Those who find beautiful meanings in beautiful things are the cultivated. For these there is hope.

Oscar Wilde

#14. Nature was indeed at her artistic best when she created the nutmeg, a delight to the eye in all its avatars, from the completely garbed to nudity.

Waverley Root

#15. Bay's room was the first one at the top of the staircase. It was painted a dove gray that turned peacock blue after dark, as if the room absorbed the warmth of daylight and radiated with it at night.

Sarah Addison Allen

#16. The turnip is a capricious vegetable, which seems reluctant to show itself at its best.

Waverley Root

#17. Bay looked down at the wispy dress, her fingers trailing over it. It really was perfect. It was a faded teal green with layers of beige netting forming a sheer cowl neck. Old sequins were sewn down the side, forming the shapes of flowers, and a silk sash sat below the hips.

Sarah Addison Allen

#18. Men and girls, men and girls: Artificial swine and pearls.

Gertrude Stein

#19. The three most difficult things for a human being are not physical feats or intellectual achievements. They are, first, returning love for hate; second, including the excluded; third, admitting that you are wrong.

Anthony De Mello

#20. Motherhood is not for the faint-hearted. Frogs, skinned knees, and the insults of teenage girls are not meant for the wimpy.

Danielle Steel

#21. The hard-drinking newspaperman is, or used to be, a stock character of fiction. Now he is being phased out of literature just as he is being phased out of life.

Waverley Root

#22. Nothing but blackness above And nothing that moves but the cars ... God, if you wish for our love, Fling us a handful of stars!

Louis Untermeyer

#23. Thou are boot for many a bruise,
And healest many a wound;
In our Lady's blessed name,
I take thee from the ground.

Walter Scott

#24. The oat is the Horatio Alger of cereals, which progressed, if not from rags to riches, at least from weed to health food.

Waverley Root

#25. We are beginning to regain a knowledge of Creation, a knowledge forfeited by the fall of Adam. By God's mercy we can begin to recognize His Wonderful works and wonders also in flowers when we ponder his might and goodness. Therefore we laud, magnify and thank Him.

Martin Luther

#26. Every country possesses, it seems, the sort of cuisine it deserves, which is to say the sort of cuisine it is appreciative enough to want.

Waverley Lewis Root

#27. I try to give my best to everything I do. I don't think of housework as beneath my dignity; that's just the way I was brought up.

Madhuri Dixit

#28. Sweetly and subtly perfumed ... so soft it is best eaten with a spoon, a tenderness more appealing to gourmets than to those who have to pick, ship, handle and store it in constant fear of ruinous spoilage.

Waverley Root

#29. With her dark eyes, elegant nose and olive complexion, Claire looked timeless, old-worldly.

Sarah Addison Allen

#30. I'm inspired by the poets, so I'm always going to give in that direction, rather than in any other. It's the making of me ... and also the downfall of me.

Roy Harper

#31. Stoner saw them through a haze, as if he were an audience.

John Edward Williams

#32. Long ago it had been discovered that without some crime or disorder, Utopia soon became unbearably dull.

Arthur C. Clarke