Scottish Highland Cow Quotes

#1. Kenna gave herself to Alexander to do as he wished, welcoming it, aching for it. She had no control. She wanted none. She was his.

May McGoldrick

#2. He watched her emerald eyes darken with need until they were the color of the Highland hills warmed by the summer sun.

Shelly Thacker

#3. Scotland's political identity was destroyed, and a huge Scottish emigration to North America followed the brutal Highland clearances. These included every layer of Scottish society, not just the remnants of the defeated clans.

Tariq Ali

#4. I pronounce ye married, laird and lady. No' 'til death will ye part. And now, Toran," he added with a wink, "ye may kiss the bride.

Willa Blair

#5. The old agility was still present and the passion was undeniable, but it was the wobbling of the gut, the puffing of the cheeks and the profuse sweating that lent the performance its true magic.

Jamie Holoran

#6. Alone. It was such an insignificant word. Or it had been for centuries. He'd sought out the solitude, had slept away centuries in his cave without hesitation. And now? Now he hated the quiet.
He detested being alone.

Donna Grant

#7. I would like to know the given name of the woman who can kiss me so passionately she makes me want to climb to the roof tops and roar.

Amy Jarecki

#8. Well, if he was already damned, he might as well follow his wicked impulses all the way to hell.
At least he'd get to taste her again.

Kerrigan Byrne

#9. It was written in those stars that we meet." His voice gathered a tender fervency that unstitched something from inside Mena's soul. "We are bound in some inescapable way, thee and me. I've known it since I first laid eyes on ye in that dress.

Kerrigan Byrne

#10. My favorite instrument is the snare drum. In Scotland, the snare drum is very prominent in Highland bands. The Scottish style of playing is in my blood. It's a very powerful instrument, but it can also be soothing, like velvet. It's a real challenge for composers.

Evelyn Glennie

#11. The rough pad of his thumb dragged across the split on her lip as light as a whisper. She felt his caress in her bones.
And elsewhere.

Kerrigan Byrne