Quotes About Scotland

The chief alliance my sovereign desires is to live in amity with Scotland.

David [Rizzio], with the consent of the king, shall have his throat cut within these ten days.

Casket Letters I

A man travelling on a train - like you or I - to Scotland, had two or two bad eggs in his pocket - and you know - no one would sit by him.

Where does Chicken Tikka Masala come from? Glasgow.

Only a Scotsman can really survive a Scottish education.

When Trump in 2006 suddenly paid more than $10 million in cash to buy a huge patch of land in northeast Scotland, his mother's native country, with the goal of building a golf resort, it wasn't clear where he had come up with the money to do so.

Esme straightens up, weighing the pebble in her palm. 'No,' she says. 'Were they burnt or strangled? Witches were strangled to death in parts of Scotland, weren't they? Or buried alive.

the Irish were starting to colonize the western seaboard of what is now Scotland

When I was a child in Scotland, I was fond of everything that was wild, and all my life I've been growing fonder and fonder of wild places and wild creatures. Fortunately, around my native town of Dunbar, by the stormy North Sea, there was no lack of wildness...

I was born in Glasgow. But my family is pretty much from a little town called Paisley, famous for its cotton mills and paisley pattern.

There's a lot of fantasy about what Scotland is, and the shortbread tins and that sort of thing.

My parents were both from Scotland, but had been resident in Lower Canada some time before their marriage, which took place in Montreal and in that city I spent most of my life.

Oats. A grain, which in England is generally given to horses, but in Scotland supports the people.

Incredible to think isn't it, that every single Scotsman, started off as a scotch egg. Old and gingery.

For 3 million you could give everyone in Scotland a shovel, and we could dig a hole so deep we could hand her over to Satan in person. (on Margaret Thatcher)

Scotland is a soggy sort it place, where birds and animals walk around uncooked

He would stay with his brothers out of loyalty, fight alongside his clansmen out of pride, but if he died, it would be for Scotland, for his love of the barren, windswept moors and jagged corries he had been unable to call home for so many years and wanted so desperately to call home again. His passion was his strength, but it was also his greatest weakness.

Beautiful, Glorious Scotland, has spoilt me for every other country.

There is a one woman in China that claimed she paid $50 to get my e-mail address. It was pretty shocking. I got one this morning from Scotland. A girl's requesting a signed photo of me.

It was some time ago—in the twelfth century, as you humani measure time—a man from the land of the Scots. I do not remember his name." Both Sophie and Josh instinctively knew that Hekate was lying. "What happened to him?" Sophie asked. "He died." There was a peculiar high-pitched giggle.

Well, if there is a spectrum between ethnic and civic forms of nationalism, which is a rather schematic way of looking at it, all nationalism contains elements of both, but Scotland is very far on the civic end of the spectrum. That is partly because nobody has ever been stupid enough to say that Scotland is an ethnicity in a genetic sense. A kingdom of Scotland existed long before anybody talked of a Scottish people. So that is one thing we have been spared.

There are many kinds of revelation. But the most powerful is the vision which transcends the mental boundary between life and non-life, and Scotland is a place where this sort of revelation often approaches. Staring into a Scottish landscape, I have often asked myself why--in spite of all appearances--bracken, rocks, man and sea are at some level one.

Otto: A bonny country, Scotland, if all I've heard is correct, what with the banshees wailing and the four- leaved shamrock. Gilda: That's Ireland, dear. Otto: Never mind. The same wistful dampness distinguishes them both.