Top 92 The Lass Quotes
#1. But know this, the lass will wed you -- her words -- and if you wed another in the interim, it will go badly for you."
Marcus smiled. He loved her and if it was in his power to do so, they would be wed.
Terry Spear
#2. Raking a hand through his hair, he forced his attention to the text she'd left on the coffee table, refusing to dwell on the disconcerting fact that a part of him had taken one look at the lass in such proximity to his bed and said simply: Mine
Karen Marie Moning
#3. His eyes flared dangerously. Did the lass think to share such intimacies with him and then rescind them? Och, nay, Dageus MacKeltar didn't go backward. She would find that out soon enough.
Karen Marie Moning
#4. Do you no' want to fight the lass?" Rob, his cousin had shouted. He was dark-haired, but not quite as dark as Marcus, a little taller, with swimming blue eyes.
...
"Nay," he said, his voice throaty and dark. "The lass is made for loving, no' fighting. I prefer to watch.
Terry Spear
#5. Tis no use fighting with the lass," Niall said wearily. "You will lose the battle, Gunnolf. No matter what it is about."
Gunnolf shook his head, then helped Niall to stand, and with his arm around his waist, he helped him out of the cottage. "I tell you, she is the one for you.
Terry Spear
#6. Here 's to the maiden of bashful fifteen; Here 's to the widow of fifty; Here 's to the flaunting, extravagant queen, And here 's to the housewife that 's thrifty! Let the toast pass; Drink to the lass; I 'll warrant she 'll prove an excuse for the glass.
Richard Brinsley Sheridan
#7. And the lass?" Drustan asked carefully. Dageus's smile was icy. "She goes where I go." "Dageus - " "Say no more. If she doesn't go, I doona go." "I would protect her for you." "She goes where I go." "And if she doesn't wish to?" "She will.
Karen Marie Moning
#9. Dair stared at his father's hand, fisted tight on the arm of his chair, and ignored the question. "I saw her in the bailey with her cat. A terrible beast."
Padraig grinned. "The lass or the cat?
Lecia Cornwall
#10. It's more for me peace of mind, lass. Because you are me heart."
I was stunned. It was the closest thing Howel had come to telling me he loved me. You are me heart.
Rima Jean
#11. Let's get something straight, MacKeltar. I am not going home with you. I am not going to bed with you, and I am not wasting one more moment arguing with you."
"I promise not to mock you when you change your mind, lass.
Karen Marie Moning
#12. Rub some dirt on it. S'll be fine." "Rub some dirt, then?" he repeated, unable to keep the amusement from his tone. "I like your attitude, lass.
Kresley Cole
#13. It's past parsons to console us: No, nor no doctor fetch for me: I can die without my bolus; Two of a trade, lass, never agree! Parson and Doctor!
don't they love rarely Fighting the devil in other men's fields! Stand up yourself and match him fairly: Then see how the rascal yields!
George Meredith
#14. Mairi cupped her daughter's face in her hands. "There are things ye believe, lass, and things that are true. Someday, mayhap, ye'll learn to know the difference.
Kathryn Lynn Davis
#15. You have splendid breasts, lass," he purred, cupping the plump mounds. "Splendid," he repeated stupidly, and she almost laughed. Men loved breasts any shape or form, they just loved them.
-Drustan to Gwen
Karen Marie Moning
#16. People do such odd things. They put themselves to such ridiculous tasks for the foolishness of it. Anyone doing something foolish always can find someone who will not only watch them try but will bet on the outcome.
Lass Small
#17. He moved a half step closer. "What have ye got in that bonnie head o' yers, lass, that makes ye believe ye've got leave to make demands as ye do?"
Dreams. Hopes. The desperate wish for somebody to understand her.
Katharine Ashe
#18. Ask him about things Englishmen like. Horses. Hats. Umbrellas." She raised a brow. "Umbrellas." "Titled Englishmen seem to be exceedingly concerned with the weather." "It does not rain in Scotland?" "It rains, lass. But we are grown men and so we do not weep with the wet.
Sarah MacLean
#19. He wanted one night with her when he did not have to be on his guard waiting for the Douglases to discover that she was English and a lass; one night when he could sit and talk with her by the fire without another soul in sight; one night when when he did not need to pretend he did not want her.
Margaret Mallory
#20. You've been doing something bad since the moment you met me, lass.
Karen Marie Moning
#21. Love'? What do you know about love?"
"It's at the heart of every story," Rollo said with authority. "If humans could avoid falling in love, you would never get yourselves into any trouble.
Jessica Day George
#22. Now is the month of Maying,
When merry lads are playing.
Fa la la ...
Each with his bonny lass,
upon the greeny grass.
Fa la la ...
The Spring clad all in gladness,
Doth laugh at winter's sadness.
Fa la la ...
Thomas Morley
#23. Young? He'd hear his own harsh, pained laugh. Oh, no, not this lass. She's old. She walked under a blood-red moon in the dawn of time, did this one. Her face is the face of all that cannot be fathomed, and she's looking you in the eye, Whiskeyjack, and you'll never know what she's thinking.
Steven Erikson
#24. No one lacked imagination like the English. Yet he could not dismiss the notion that this lass dressed in breeches could be the seer his grandmother foretold. Finding an English lass lying on a Scottish hillside so many miles from the border was strange enough to have a touch of magic about it.
Margaret Mallory
#25. Keep dreaming, Irish," she said dryly, though her breath was ragged.
"I will, but it remains to be seen whether they'll come true." The man was all confidence and skilled seduction.
Kate smirked. "Only an Irishman would say that."
"Only a beautiful, stubborn lass would ignore the truth.
Whitney K.E.
#26. I remember the master, before he fell into a doze, stroking her bonny hair - it pleased him rarely to see her gentle - and saying - 'Why canst thou not always be a good lass, Cathy?' And she turned her face up to his, and laughed, and answered, 'Why cannot you always be a good man, father?
Emily Bronte
#27. Ye ken how to pick a good lass, MacKenzie? Start at the bottom and work your way up!
Diana Gabaldon
#28. These resemble no chicken fingers I've ever seen, lass. And I saw a fair amount of chickens in my day. There was this wench in the stables with the most remarkable . . . well, never mind that. You must grow fowl considerably larger now. I shudder to ponder the size of their beaks.
Karen Marie Moning
#29. Sorry, lass. Ye have to seize the teachable moments, you know. Carry on.
Andrew Peterson
#30. One day a man came into the bar and ordered a pint and a pousse-cafe, adding "for our lass" in case I thought he was a ballet dancer or something.
Harry Pearson
#32. They say it's a wise bairn that kens its father, but I dinna think there's much doubt who yours is, lass. Ye might have had the lang nebbit and red locks from anyone, but ye didna get the stubbornness from any man but Jamie Fraser.
Diana Gabaldon
#33. I'm sorry, Silvan. I didn't mean to wake you."
"I wouldn't have missed seeing my son getting barricaded in the privy by a wee lass for anything. Bonny fortune with your plan, m'dear.
Karen Marie Moning
#34. Will set his fork down and began cheerfully, in the manner of Edward Lear's Book of Nonsense:
"There was once a lass from New York
Who found herself hungry in York.
But the bread was like rocks
The parsnips shaped like -"
Cassandra Clare
#35. Can you be happy here, lass?" She smiled and turned her gaze to the beautiful land covered in green and budding flowers. "I am happy wherever you are, husband.
Maya Banks
#36. You are the most irritating man I've ever met!"
He grinned. "But you like my kisses."...
"Am I not to have dreams, or desires, or enjoy - pleasure? 'Twon't do, Alasdair Og Sinclair, kissing a lass, and then forbidding her to have any more, when it's your fault I like kisses.
Lecia Cornwall
#37. Camhanach, it is a bargain as old as the world itself." He chuckled.
"Women want protection...men want a willing lass to warm their bed.
Shelly Thacker
#38. I've nothing suitable to wear."
"I dinna care about the color of your frock, lass. I'm only going to take off you again."
She blinked. "Oh.
Tessa Dare
#39. A hint of fire in his eyes, he glanced up at her. If that displeases you, lass, I can leave you here for the next savior who comes along.
Pamela Clare
#40. I recollect a nurse called Ann,
Who carried me about the grass,
And one fine day a fine young man
Came up and kissed the pretty lass.
She did not make the least objection.
Thinks I, "Aha,
When I can talk I'll tell Mama,"
And that's my earliest recollection.
Frederick Locker-Lampson
#41. If you keep gathering those reins, lass,
you and the horse are going to end up back
where you came from.
Maya Banks
#42. Ahem," Drustan said after a long time. "Do you know you just married me, lass?" "What?" Gwen shouted. "Would you please let your husband out of the garderobe?" Gwen was stunned. She'd married him with those words?
Karen Marie Moning
#43. We went up and up into the heavens until people were just dots below us. As we hung right at the top
the twinkling electric lights below mingling with the stars
Father said something I will never forget. He said, 'See here, Queenie. Look around. You've got the whole world at your feet, lass.
Andrea Levy
#44. Could I but lay my head in your lap, lass. Feel your hand on me, and sleep wi' the scent of you in my bed.
Christ, Sassenach. I need ye.
Diana Gabaldon
#45. A few days, then. At least give me that much. I ... I've nothing suitable to wear."
"I dinna care about the color of your frock, lass. I'm only going to take it off you again."
She blinked. "Oh."
-Maddie & Logan
Tessa Dare
#46. Ian cleared his throat. "Lady Elizabeth." He reached behind him and handed her a single red rose. "A rose... for the bonniest lass who ever graced the Highlands.
Victoria Roberts
#47. Ah, damn it, lass,'he called after her. 'I've busted my stitches wide open.'
'What?'she cried, hurrying back to him. 'Let me see!'
'Ah-ha!' He snared her around the waist, dragging her down with him to his lap.'You still care for me!
Kresley Cole
#48. The poor lass had been wounded and banished from heaven, threatened by a demon, and groped by a vampire, all in one night.
Kerrelyn Sparks
#49. The Water Babies "Young and Old" When all the world is young, lad, And all the trees are green; And every goose a swan, lad, And every lass a queen; Then hey for boot and horse, lad, And round the world away: Young blood must have its course, lad, And every dog his day.
Charles Kingsley
#50. A glass is good, and a lass is good, And a pipe to smoke in cold weather; The world is good, and the people are good, And we 're all good fellows together.
John O'Keefe
#51. By their garbage shall ye know them," Christie yells, like a preacher, a downy preacher. "I swear, by the ridge of tears and by the valour of my ancestors, I say unto you, Morag Gunn, lass, that by their bloody goddamn fucking garbage shall ye christly well know them.
Margaret Laurence
#52. As he closed the door he said over his shoulder, "Because you're a good lass." A heavy sigh. "And I'm no' a good man.
Karen Marie Moning
#54. And I guess I'm the assignment that will put you right with your family?"
"Yes."
"It's no' going to happen, lass."
She turned her head to him. "Then why did you bring me with you tonight?"
"Something I've been asking myself.
Donna Grant
#55. I have so much more t'teach ye." He chuckled, kissing her fully on the mouth, holding her little body in his arms.
"More?" Her eyes lit up.
"Aye, much, much more," he agreed, eyes alight. "Come wit' me, lass. Let's get cleaned up so we can get dirty again.
Selena Kitt
#56. Across the way there lies a wee lass, no' yet five years old, suffering from a fever. Her name is Sadie Floyd. I want you tae go with me tae see her.
Laura Frantz
#57. But stories that live longest
Are sung above the glass,
And Parnell loved his country
And Parnell loved his lass.
William Butler Yeats
#58. I'm a killer, Gabrielle." He snarled the words at her. "That's all you need to know. Is that what you want sliding into your bed every night, lass? Touching your body with hands that were soaked in blood minutes before?
Jessica Lee
#59. Always trust yerself, lass. There's not a soul in this world that has a heart like yers. Plenty o' smart people here, aye, but logic ain't always the best way to a decision. Can ye remember that? -Alban Dewberry
E.S. Lowell
#60. Sorry to burst your bubble, lass, but the truth is important. Unfortunately, wisdom and happiness are old enemies, and where one can be found, the other seldom lingers.
Joseph R. Lallo
#61. Ah!' said David, twiddling his fingers with glee as she poured him a cup. 'May the sun shine upon your splendid bosom in all eight kingdoms, Sarah lass!
Henry H. Neff
#62. I know you did, lass. You're the toughest girl I know." "'Lass'? Where did that come from?" "I don't know. I just felt the urge to call you that.
Gabrielle Zevin
#63. I love you," he said fiercely. " 'Tis not true that I kept a part of my heart locked away from you. You own all of it, lass. You've always owned it. I didn't give it to you. You took it from the very start.
Maya Banks
#64. The Frenchman, easy, debonair, and brisk, Give him his lass, his fiddle, and his frisk, Is always happy, reign whoever may, And laughs the sense of mis'ry far away.
William Cowper
#65. Iain?"
"Mmm?"
"If the bairn is a lass, I'd like to name her after our mothers - Mara Elesaid."
"'Tis a bonnie name. And if 'tis a laddie?"
"Then we shall name him after his father."
"Och, well, 'tis a grand idea. And what name would that be?"
"You daftie!
Pamela Clare
#66. But I daresay, a lass can't think in a straight line w'out her tea. Sit for a minute. The laird will wait.
Patricia Strefling
#67. What am I going to do with ye, Grace? First, ye blacken my eye, and then ye slice me in the thigh." He chuckled. "I bet ye ne'er knew I was a poet, did ye?"
When he felt her hand pat him, he chuckled. "Ye cannae get enough of me, can ye?"
"Pardon?"
"Och, lass. That isnae my thigh.
Victoria Roberts
#68. This is the last time we run, lass, I swear it," he vowed hoarsely, grabbing her hand. "But this time, we have to run like hell." - Tadhg to his Maggie
Kris Kennedy
#69. Next time I marry someone, I'll pick a lass who wakes up cheerful in the morning,
Diana Gabaldon
#70. A health to the nut-brown lass, With the hazel eyes: let it pass ... As much to the lively grey 'Tis as good i' th' night as day: ... She's a savour to the glass, And excuse to make it pass.
John Suckling
#71. A whore, we've established that, filthy, it goes without saying, but whatever else the hell I am, I AM NOT ENGLISH.
Elizabeth Wein
#72. temperament. I am not the foolish little girl who seeks trouble anymore. Ye can trust me not to be reckless, but I will fight for our people if need be." Duncan pulled her into a fierce embrace. "I worry for ye, lass," he whispered. "Ye should be thinking of marriage and a family, not climbing cliff
Lily Baldwin
#73. But you said so yourself,the poor lass will die of it...Do you really want her to die?
'Yes, I'd rather she died than have a bad life.
Emile Zola
#74. Are you jealous, lass?"
"Yes!" she cried, as if she couldn't believe the question. "While you've been running around growling 'mine', I've been silently saying it right back at you."
This got better and better.
Kresley Cole
#75. Were I laid on Greenland's Coast, And in my Arms embrac'd my Lass; Warm amidst eternal Frost, Too soon the Half Year's Night would pass.
John Gay
#76. Lass, we can speak about anything ye want on the morrow. But his eve, ye are mine.
Victoria Roberts
#77. I was wrong, Gabby, and I'll apologize for it forever if you want me to. But the truth is I couldn't face you. If I came to you and you sent me away, if I knew for certain that you didn't want me anymore...God in heaven, Gabriella Waverly, I've never been so bloody afraid of a lass before.
Page Morgan
#78. Is that all we mortals are? The victims of tortured irony to amuse an insane murder of gods?
A murder of crows, a murder of gods-I like that, lass.
Steven Erikson
#80. They told me adventures were over, so I got off the internet and got on a plane. They told me kindness was a thing of the past, so I spent a year helping others in need. They told me love was dead, so I fell into it. Head over heels.
Abby Lass
#81. We want you gone. Your presence is obviously upsetting for her."
"Oh, aye, the poor, wee lass
who tossed me like a skipping stone.
Kresley Cole
#83. Me father always said if ya can find a lass who's brilliant in the kitchen and in the bed ya best not let her go.
Sara Humphreys
#84. Come with me, sweet lass, and I'll make good on me promise to chase ye through the woods like a highlander." Broen spoke in a rich timbre laced with good humor. " Ye there ... Lads, be sporting now and let me ravish this charming creature the way only a Scotsman can!
Mary Wine
#85. We're more than common rock," he murmured. "We're pretty nigh indestructible when we're in our stone forms."
I thought this over. "Then why didn't they pick you up and throw you into the sea?"
He sent me a dark look. "You're a bloodthirsty lass, aren't you?
Taylor Longford
#86. I say, look at the melons on that lass," Ian exclaimed, his gaze now on the TV. "And hung like a stallion, he is."
"Focus, mate," Spade muttered.
Jeaniene Frost
#87. I want purple trews, lass," Drustan called over the door.
"No," she said irritably.
"And a purple shirt.
Karen Marie Moning
#88. I'm not talking nonsense, lass. I'd give you the whole of the moon if I could, and throw in the stars for good measure,' he said, taking her hand, and kissing it. 'You couldn't be content with less?
Georgette Heyer
#89. Ye werena the first lass I kissed," he said softly. "But I swear you'll be the last.
Diana Gabaldon
#90. You can have the confounded shield if you love it that much, lass," Dageus said, sounding utterly bewildered.
Karen Marie Moning
#91. Amo, amas, I love a lass, As cedar tall and slender; Sweet cowslip's grace Is her nominative case, And she's o' the feminine gender.
Diana Gabaldon
#92. My trews may be soft, lass, he thoughts, but what's in them isn't.
Karen Marie Moning
