Laurie Lee Professions : PoetBorn : June 26, 1914Died : May 13, 1997 Browse All Authors Top 20 quotes by Laurie Lee For the first time I was learning how much easier it was to leave than to stay behind and love. Laurie Lee easierand-lovefirsts At best, love is simply the slipping of a hand in another's, of knowing you are where you belong at last, and of exchanging through the eyes that all-consuming regard which ignores everybody else on earth. Laurie Lee best-loveeyelove-is Bees blew like cake-crumbs through the golden air, white butterflies like sugared wafers, and when it wasn't raining a diamond dust took over which veiled and yet magnified all things Laurie Lee butterflyairrain Such a morning it is when love leans through geranium windows and calls with a cockerel's tongue. When red-haired girls scamper like roses over the rain-green grass, and the sun drips honey. Laurie Lee girlmorninglove The Welsh are not like any other people in Britain, and they know how separate they are. They are the Celts, the tough little wine-dark race who were the original possessors of the island, who never mixed with the invaders coming later from the east, but were slowly driven into the western mountains. Laurie Lee winedarkislands But our waking life, and our growing years, were for the most part spent in the kitchen, and until we married, or ran away, it was the common room we shared. Laurie Lee kitchengrowingyears It was a world that I wanted to record because it was such a miracle visitation to me. Laurie Lee recordsmiracleworld The prospect Smiler was a manic farmer. Few men I think can have been as unfortunate as he; for on the one hand he was a melancholic with a loathing for mankind, on the other, some paralysis had twisted his mouth into a permanent and radiant smile. So everyone he met, being warmed by his smile, would shout him a happy greeting. And beaming upon them with his sunny face he would curse them all to hell. Laurie Lee menhandsthinking I wanted to communicate what I had seen, so that others could see it. Laurie Lee communicatewantedtalking All civilizations at some time have fallen into this total terror, when the mystery of life was a kind of panic only to be assuaged by the spilling of blood. Laurie Lee paniccivilizationblood In America, even your menus have the gift of language.... The Chef's own Vienna Roast. A hearty, rich meat loaf, gently seasoned to perfection and served in a creamy nest of mashed farm potatoes and strictly fresh garden vegetables. Of course, what you get is cole slaw and a slab of meat, but that doesn't matter because the menu has already started your juices going. Oh, those menus. In America, they are poetry. Laurie Lee gardenvegetablesfood I was set down from the carrier's cart at the age of three; and there with a sense of bewilderment and terror my life in the village began. Laurie Lee terrorthreeage Effie M. was a monster. Six foot high and as strong as a farm horse.No sooner had she decided that she wanted UncleTom than she knocked him off his bicycle and told him. Laurie Lee horsestrongfeet What she did was to open our eyes to details of country life such as teaching us names of wild flowers and getting us to draw and paint and learn poetry. Laurie Lee flowerteachingcountry In London, Man is the most secret animal on earth. Laurie Lee secretanimalmen We were living in the Slad Road when my father left us. I was about three. Laurie Lee leftthreefather I don't know what idiocies drove me in those days, but they were naive, innocent idiocies in many ways. Laurie Lee knowmenaiveinnocent I expected to be shot at any moment and if they had done I would have understood, that they couldn't take risks with someone foolhardy or so unpredictable. Laurie Lee riskssomeonemomentdone That last winter was a tragic story and I got no personal honour out of it but I was a witness to it. Laurie Lee personallaststorywinter I have been sitting watching that ever since I came back, the continuous variations of light and shadow. Laurie Lee backshadowlightsitting Similar Authors Abdellatif Laabi poet Ihara Saikaku poet Abram Joseph Ryan poet Ingeborg Bachmann poet Izumi Shikibu poet Bion of Smyrna poetAll Authors
