Quotes About Scotland

Ever since her trip with Alexia to Scotland, Mrs. Tunstell had rather a taste for foreign travel. Alexia blamed it on the kilts.

It is true that I once refused to eat haggis in Scotland and this did not sit well with the local population.

I must remember to be troublesome now and again, else you are going to be impossible to live with. And by what magic did you find the gown and the horse?" "Scottish fairy magic." His grin widened. "Do you mean that fairies are real in Scotland?

I Love a Lassie.

I love Scotland, mainly for its landscape. I like walking, and it's a great place to go hiking.

I am Duke of Strathsporran and Cairngorm, Marquis of Sorby, and Earl Cairngorm, in the Peerage of Scotland.

Bold words, befitting the mistress of the Montgomery clan," Graeme said in approval. "Come, wife. Let's go home. I have a need to show my lass just how much her laird loves her.

I am Uhtred, son of Uhtred, who was the son of Uhtred, and his father was also called Uhtred, and they were all lords of Bebbanburg. I am that too, though these days folk call me the Lord of the North. My lands stretch from the wind-beaten North Sea to the shores facing Ireland and, though I am old, my task is to stop the Scots coming south into the land we have learned to call Englaland

Yet a little country in a big land has a small future. I knew that. To our north was Constantine's Alba, which we called Scotland, and Constantine feared the Saxons to our south. The Saxons and the Scots were both Christians, and Christians tell us that their god is love, and we must love one another and turn the other cheek, but when land is at stake those beliefs fly away and swords are drawn.

He doesn't want to face Englishmen,' the Lord of Douglas said, and he knew he was right. Ever since the Scottish knights

even be here,' Douglas snarled. The Scottish knights had been summoned by

Whenever I am not filming and not required to travel with work, I spend all my downtime in Scotland.

As soon as I got successful, the Scottish press started picking on me. It's something they reserve just for me.

There are few more impressive sights in the world than a Scotsman on the make.

I lived for a year in Scotland. British sign language is very different from American.

Kenny Dalglish was the greatest to play for Liverpool and Scotland, so for someone like that to sign me was an honour.

My own novel, 'The Silver Bough,' about the inhabitants of a remote town at risk of being overwhelmed by Scotland's mythological past, was once criticised by a disgruntled fan as 'fantasy for people who don't read fantasy.'

first hole at Prestwick in Scotland; the wind was howling out of the left. I started an eight-iron thirty yards to windward, but the gale caught it; I watched in dismay as the ball sailed hard right, hit the green going sideways, and bounded off into the cabbage. Sonofabitch! I turned to our caddie. Did you see the wind take that shot!? He gave that look that only Scottish caddies can give. Well, ye've got t' play th' wind now

The old man kept going about how he could never keep her home, how she loved to roam. He said she should have been a sheep in the foothills of Scotland. Now if that wasn't a load of shit I don't know what is. I'll tell you why that sheep roamed. The fences around here was held up with goddamn binder twine and half-assed prayers. That's why.

Dr. Swift, as bitter as ever, had observed that the history of the Stuarts in their northern lands had been that the king had one legitimate child and a flock of bastards. Then he would die young, and violently, and the lairds would again give decisive proof of the proposition that being Regent of Scotland was a capital offence.

What happened in 1603?" Grant asked, his mind still on Tyrrel. "We had the Scots tied to our tails for good." "Better than having them at our throats every five minutes.

Britches," John Cabot murmured. To Vanderbilt, he said in a low voice, "It's fascinating—the connections of their speech with Elizabethan England, Scotland, and Ireland, as well as Africa, significantly. Their speech, the construction of their homes, their methods of farming, their musical instruments, all of it hardly evolved from earlier eras across oceans. Like a time capsule here in the hollows of the Blue Ridge.

According to legend, after the suppression of the Knights Templar in 1312, surviving Templars went into hiding in Scotland where they eventually resurfaced as Freemasons. An "Unknown Master" received these Templar secrets and fashioned seven degrees linked to knightly titles.

What he needs to do," Angus wheezed, "is travel south to Kintyre, turn back north and cross the Firth of Lorne to Mull so that he can scoot out to Iona, sail up to Skye, cross over to the mainland to Ullapool, back down to Inverness, pay his respects at Culloden, and from there, he can proceed south to Blair Castle, stopping in Grampian if he chooses so he can see how a proper bottle of whisky is made.