Dumfries, Scotland…Robert Burns, 25 January 1759 – 21 July 1796. Widely regarded as the national poet of Scotland.

“It is natural for a young fellow to like the acquaintance of females and customary for him to keep them company when occasion serves. Some one of them is more agreeable to him than the rest; there is something, he knows not what, pleases him, he knows not how, in her company. This I take to be what is called love with the greatest part of us.”

“There is scarcely anything to which I am so feelingly alive as the honour and welfare of my country, and, as a poet, I have no higher enjoyment than singing her sons and daughters.”

“Affliction’s sons are brothers in distress; A brother to relieve, how exquisite the bliss!”

“The wide world is all before us – but a world without a friend.”

“Man’s inhumanity to man makes countless thousands mourn!”

“Dare to be honest and fear no labor.”