It was a world that I wanted to record because it was such a miracle visitation to me. — Laurie Lee Miracle Copy Share Image
That last winter was a tragic story and I got no personal honour out of it but I was a witness to… — Laurie Lee Got Copy Share Image
Such a morning it is when love leans through geranium windows and calls with a cockerel's tongue. When red-haired girls scamper like… — Laurie Lee Flowers Copy Share Image
I was set down from the carrier's cart at the age of three; and there with a sense of bewilderment and terror… — Laurie Lee Age Copy Share Image
In America, even your menus have the gift of language.... The Chef's own Vienna Roast. A hearty, rich meat loaf, gently seasoned… — Laurie Lee America Copy Share Image
“Granny Trill and Granny Wallon were traditional ancients of a kind we won’t see today, the last of that dignity of grandmothers… — Laurie Lee Age Copy Share Image
The prospect Smiler was a manic farmer. Few men I think can have been as unfortunate as he; for on the one… — Laurie Lee Curse Copy Share Image
For the first time I was learning how much easier it was to leave than to stay behind and love. — Laurie Lee And love Copy Share Image
I have been sitting watching that ever since I came back, the continuous variations of light and shadow. — Laurie Lee Back Copy Share Image
All civilizations at some time have fallen into this total terror, when the mystery of life was a kind of panic only… — Laurie Lee Blood Copy Share Image
Bees blew like cake-crumbs through the golden air, white butterflies like sugared wafers, and when it wasn't raining a diamond dust took… — Laurie Lee Air Copy Share Image
What she did was to open our eyes to details of country life such as teaching us names of wild flowers and… — Laurie Lee Country Copy Share Image
“She was too honest, too natural for this frightened man; too remote from his tidy laws. She was, after all, a country… — Laurie Lee Countryside Copy Share Image
“But I think my most lasting impression was still the unhurried dignity and noblesse with which the Spaniard handled his drink. He… — Laurie Lee Respect Copy Share Image
At best, love is simply the slipping of a hand in another's, of knowing you are where you belong at last, and… — Laurie Lee Best love Copy Share Image
“A wasting memory is not only a destroyer; it can deny one's very existence. A day unremembered is like a soul unborn,… — Laurie Lee Life Copy Share Image
“I felt it was for this I had come: to wake at dawn on a hillside and look out on a world… — Laurie Lee Memory Copy Share Image
We were living in the Slad Road when my father left us. I was about three. — Laurie Lee Father Copy Share Image
I don't know what idiocies drove me in those days, but they were naive, innocent idiocies in many ways. — Laurie Lee Days Copy Share Image
But our waking life, and our growing years, were for the most part spent in the kitchen, and until we married, or… — Laurie Lee Common Copy Share Image
I expected to be shot at any moment and if they had done I would have understood, that they couldn't take risks… — Laurie Lee Any Copy Share Image
I wanted to communicate what I had seen, so that others could see it. — Laurie Lee Communicate Copy Share Image
The Welsh are not like any other people in Britain, and they know how separate they are. They are the Celts, the… — Laurie Lee Britain Copy Share Image
“I felt once again the unease of arriving at night in an unknown city--that faint sour panic which seems to cling to… — Laurie Lee Anxiety Copy Share Image
