A Scots Quair Quotes

there were lovely things in the world, lovely that didn't endure, and the lovelier for that... Nothing endures.

So it was that she knew she liked him, loved him as they said in the soppy English books, you were shamed and a fool to say that in Scotland.

Folk said he had once been a scholar and written books and learned and learned till his brain fair softened and right off his head he'd gone and into the poorhouse asylum.

You can do without the day if you’ve a lamp quiet-lighted and kind in your heart.

With them we may say there died a thing older than themselves, these were the Last of the Peasants, the last of the Old Scots folk. A new generation comes up that will know them not, except as a memory in a song...

you’ve hardly to look at a woman these days but she’s in the family way.