#wales

Peter Lucas and I live in Durham but spend a great of time in North Wales, where we have a cottage in the mountains, and in Vermont, USA, with my sister - who is a children's writer married to a poet. ↗

— Anne Stevenson

#cottage #great #i #live #lucas

I've spent a bit of time with the Prince of Wales, who I respect greatly. I'd give two cheers for the Monarchy. ↗

— Sting

#cheers #give #greatly #i #monarchy

In a colony constituted like that of New South Wales, the proportion of crime must of course be great. ↗

— Charles Sturt

#constituted #course #crime #great #like

It is to be feared that those who emigrate to New South Wales, generally anticipate too great facility in their future operations and certainty of success in conducting them; but they should recollect that competency cannot be obtained without labour. ↗

— Charles Sturt

#cannot #certainty #conducting #emigrate #facility

The staple of our Australian colonies, but more particularly of New South Wales, the climate and the soil of which are peculiarly suited to its production, - is fine wool. ↗

— Charles Sturt

#climate #colonies #fine #more #new

The year 1826 was remarkable for the commencement of one of those fearful droughts to which we have reason to believe the climate of New South Wales is periodically subject. ↗

— Charles Sturt

#climate #commencement #droughts #fearful #new

The moment seemed right to me for a full and, if possible, authoritative portrait of the life and character of the Prince of Wales. ↗

— Jonathan Dimbleby

#character #full #life #me #moment

...It's not that the worm forgives the plough; it gives it no mind. (Pain occurs, in passing.) (lines 37-39 in the poem 'Fantasia on a Theme from IKEA') ↗

— Philip Gross

#poetry #wales #forgiveness

It was more than that, he said, looking down briefly at her. Love fades when you die. I am clearly dead, but my love for her hasn't diminished. It still burns inside me like a flicker in a flame. ↗

— Rachel M. Greenebaum

#char-wales #fairy-tale #love #romance #the-wales-boy

Do you miss Wales?” Tessa inquired. Will shrugged lightly. “What’s to miss? Sheep and singing,” he said. “And the ridiculous language. Fe hoffwn i fod mor feddw, fyddai ddim yn cofio fy enw.” “What does that mean?” “It means ‘I wish to get so drunk I no longer remember my own name,’ Quite useful. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#wales #welsh #will #will-herondale #will-herondale