#england

I know I have but the body of a weak and feeble woman, but I have the heart and stomach of a king, and of a king of England too. ↗

— Elizabeth I Tudor

#kings #men #queens #royalty #strength

Why did she want to stay in England? Because the history she was interested in had happened here, and buried deep beneath her analytical mind was a tumbled heap of Englishness in all its glory, or kings and queens, of Runnymede and Shakespeare's London, of hansom cabs and Sherlock Holmes and Watson rattling off into the fog with cries of 'The game's afoot,' of civil wars bestrewing the green land with blood, of spinning jennies and spotted pigs and Churchill and his country standing small and alone against the might of Nazi Germany. It was a mystery to her how this benighted land had produced so many great men and women, and ruled a quarter of the world and spread its language and law and democracy across the planet. ↗

— Elizabeth Aston

#history #men

England and America owe their liberty to commerce, which created a new species of power to undermine the feudal system. But let them beware of the consequences: the tyranny of wealth is still more galling and debasing than that of rank. ↗

— Mary Wollstonecraft

#britain #england #money #power #money

I have almost completed a long novel, but it is unpublishable until my death and England's. ↗

— E.M. Forster

#england #homophobia #homosexuality #lgbt-literature #maurice-novel

He'd missed matching wits with her. "Shall we duel with our lips?" "You may find yourself eating grass for breakfast. ↗

— Vicky Dreiling

#historical-romance #regency-england #historical

The distinctions between Virginians, Pennsylvanians, New Yorkers, and New Englanders are no more. I Am Not A Virginian, But An American! ↗

— Patrick Henry

#england

You are my one and only, for all eternity. ↗

— Vicky Dreiling

#england #regency #romance #england

I'm gonna start off somewhere small like London or England. ↗

— Britney Spears

#england

They grabbed me and up I went. My shriek probably could've been heard in England. It certainly brought the basketball coach and the rest of the boys running in the belief that someone was being brutally murdered. I don't think Mrs. Green will be picking me for the squad. ↗

— Joss Stirling

#finding-sky #england

You can close your eyes and think of England, if you like." "I've never even been to England," she said, but she shut her eyelids. She could feel the dank heaviness of her clothes, cold and itchy against her skin, and the cloying sweet air of the cave, colder yet, and the weight of Jace's hands on her shoulders, the only things that were warm. And then he kissed her. She felt the brush of his lips, light at first, and her own opened automatically beneath the pressure. Almost against her will she felt herself go fluid and pliant, stretching upward to twine her arms around his neck the way that a sunflower twists toward light. His arms slid around her, his hands knotting in her hair, and the kiss stopped being gentle and became fierce, all in a single moment like tinder flaring into a blaze. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#england