Scottish Quotes

Most traditional Scottish food is designed to use things that are just about to go...off.

My dad is a little Scottish guy with tattoos all over his arms.

I've always felt like a foreigner wherever I've lived. I don't feel much towards my Italian or Scottish roots, although I do cook the pasta at home.

At the back of my mind I wanted to be a journalist when I grew up since I didn’t seem to be getting any better at goalkeeping.

You want to give the biggest klutz who ever walked the earth a sailboat? I might run over someone.""Just make sure they deserve it, " he answered without missing a beat.

She was smooth and beautiful under his rough, callused hands-an amorous balm to soothe the ugliness of war.

She needed this. For the comfort, for the love, for all the glorious things she did not deserve and yet could not stop herself from wanting.

The fairies will work their magic. They always do.

The rush I got from crime was better than that of glue, drink or hash. I loved playing cat and mouse with the local coppers. He Who Dares Wins, the SAS motto, was very applicable to my life then.

If ye canna see the bright side o' life, polish the dull side

He who lies down with dogs shall rise with fleas

Hardship bred a bitter, quickfire humour and resilience to all but the most terminal of life's tragedies.

Ya were going to turn me into a rat? Had I known that I wouldn’t have tried to turn ya into a snake.

Do not pay attention to my cousins. Every family needs a couple idiots and we keep them around for entertainment.

A stóirín, ya are a handful of trouble, but I kind of like it.

He kissed the corner of her lips before whispering by her ear, “And that was just my hand, love.

He’s not wearing…” Charlotte began.“I know. He doesn’t, ” Lydia answered.

Am I on your walk of shame? You did sleep with the right MacGregor, didn’t you?

Science is just as important as magic.

As good as that dress looks on you, I want you out of it.

Asher, " she begged.His lips brushed her ear before he nipped the lobe. "I have a fever. It's for you, a ghràidh.""You make me burn.""Then we'll burn together.

i'm going to brand myself on you so that whenever you dress, wash, or even think of being with someone else, all you'll feel, see and want is me.

Only light comes out of darkness, " she whispered.

At the rate the Kings were finding mates, they were going to have to take turns eating supper because not everyone would fit at the table.

If we continue, we die, " Baylon said. Jordyn touched his face. "If I don't have you inside me, I die.

Sophie had survived on her own for a long time. She knew she didn't need a man, not even Darius. But she wanted him. That made all the difference in the end.

Tell me, Constantine, who was afraid of what?" There was no sense in answering. No matter what Con said, Ulrik would never admit that he was wrong and Con was right.

Wake up, sleeping beauty, " he whispered in her ear. "The sun is just about to crest the mountains.""Tell it to wait, " she mumbled.

Aye, I loved you. I love you still. I'll always love you.

Banan gave her an appreciative once-over before he leaned close and whispered, "Lovely gown. It'll look even better puddled next to the bed.

By all that was holy, he wanted to kiss every inch of her at least a thousand times.

He's British, " she replied in a whisper. "He thinks he's perfect.

He held the sword as if he's used one before, " Rhys said.The stranger snorted. "Of course I've used a sword. What kind of Highlander can no' wield a blade?

Don't stop, " she pleaded with swollen lips. "Please, Guy, don't stop."The same hunger that ran through him had taken her as well. What kind of man would he be to leave her with such need?

Elena rolled her eyes. "Oh, please, Guy. Everything immortal has to be killed somehow. I mean, you can't survive if they cut off your head.""Want to give it try?

Have ye ever known a female who wasna a bit of a witch in her own sweet way?

What the feckin' hell is PMS, I'd like to ken?""Petty Male Shit, " she yelled.

The little woman, wearing a pink and black zigzag-striped pantsuit over a black turtleneck, resembled a skinny zebra who'd OD'd on Pepto-Bismol.

She opened her eyes and touched her lips, as though he had just kissed them. She could taste him.

Only one word describes a woman widowed for the second time on her wedding night – cursed.

Listen to the earth, Feel the fire. Allow the power to flow through ye.

A man from the wood. A stranger from afar. He will break the curse by a hundred kisses...

You're special, Deirdre, and don't ever think otherwise.

I don't want to move out of bed." "I don't want to move out of bed either. Let's live here.

For ya, love, I will be anything ya want... even a potato.

He took her hand from her head and held it in his. "Your beauty could make a rose blush." "Are you... drunk?

Is he all right?" Jane asked. "Oh, sure, probably losing a fight against a squirrel, " Angus said. "Or his shadow...

There's nothing sweet about me, love, " he said.

If Scotsmen don't wear anything under their kilts and they ride a horse, do you think they chafe their manbits?

My energies have been drained.Masturbating too much will do that.