Quotes by Welsh Authors - Page 3

If we subject religious claims to a lesser degree of scrutiny, we should not be surprised if religious people subject us to a greater degree of servitude.
Stifyn Emrys
The trouble with specialists is that they tend to think in grooves.
Elaine Morgan
You must lose a fly to catch a trout.
George Herbert
Though lovers be lost love shall not.
Dylan Thomas
Penny for your thoughts,' asked Gwen.'Cheapskate,' said Ianto. 'Never heard of inflation? Thoughts are a bit pricier than that these days.''OK,' said Gwen. 'A pint down the local tomorrow for your thoughts.'Ianto smiled. 'That's more like it.
David Llewellyn
These poems, with all their crudities, doubts and confusions, are written for the love of man and in Praise of God, and I'd be a damn fool if they weren't.
Dylan Thomas
Hoarding kings are to be pitied in their lifetimewhen they can't take their richesto the
Taliesin
I sang in my chains like the sea
Dylan Thomas
Woe be to him that reads but one book.
George Herbert
I wonder if she feels from me the thing I feel about her when I touch her. Not in sex, which he understood now was a different thing from everything else. I just mean when I touch her skin before we sleep and I understand all the things beneath it. Animals can't have that. They can't build their loved ones that way and feel right through their skin. That's never worn off, whatever else. He looked a where she slept. I can't imagine living without that.
Cynan Jones
Morality divorced from the doctrines of the gospel is not that holiness which the gospel requires.
John Owen
Poetry is a hook for memory
Gillian Clarke
There is no shame in darkness.
RJ Arkhipov
Praise the wise man behind his back but a woman to her face.
Welch Proverb
Hope is the poor man's bread.
George Herbert
A story is never complete.
Jude Brigley
Nobody should know what's waiting for them. If you knew your future, why... it would take all the fun out of living.
David Llewellyn
And death shall have no dominion.Under the windings of the seaThey lying long shall not die windily;Twisting on racks when sinews give way,Strapped to a wheel, yet they shall not break;Faith in their hands shall snap in two,And the unicorn evils run them through;Split all ends up they shan't crack;And death shall have no dominion.
Dylan Thomas
Caesar had perished from the world of men Had not his sword been rescued by his pen.
Henry Vaughan
Time is the rider that breaks youth.
George Herbert
Not to be daily employing the Spirit and new nature for the mortifying of sin is to neglect that excellent succor which God has given us against our greatest enemy. If we neglect to make use of what we have received, God may justly hold his hand from giving us more. His graces, as well as his gifts, are bestowed on us to use, exercise, and trade with. Not to be daily mortifying sin is to sin against the goodness, kindness, wisdom, grace, and love of God, who has furnished us with a principle of doing it.
John Owen
Jack gazed down at the black surface of the sea. He felt and affinity with the ocean, as if it were a kindred spirit. The knowledge that every drop of water had always been a drop of water, practically since the stars were formed. Water was infinite and immortal.
David Llewellyn
All attempts, then, for mortification of any lust, without an interest in Christ, are vain.
John Owen
The best mirror is an old friend.
George Herbert
All the world is queer save thee and me, and even thou art a little queer.
Robert Owen
I think we’re romantic people in some ways, but when it comes to relationships it’s not a question of ‘Can you trust another human being?’, so much as a question of trusting yourself. The animalistic nature of man seems to mean that you’re bound to find another people physically attractive. And there’s something dishonest about shutting those feelings off - it seems puritanical to deny yourself that. The idea of sin is still so widely pervading.
Richey Edwards
I do not need any friends. I prefer enemies. They are better company and their feelings towards you are always genuine.
Dylan Thomas
This is the body's nurse; but since man's witFound the art of cookery, to delight his sense,More bodies are consumed and kill'd with itThan with the sword, famine, or pestilence.
John Davies of Hereford