My Nan is a Carhart from Pendoggett, Bodmin, Cornwall, England...it's a strange place with strange people so I hear...I love it and them!
Many times man lives and dies
Between his two eternities,
That of race and that of soul
And ancient Ireland knew it all.
" To a Scot, the past clings like sand to wet feet,
and is carried about as a burden.
The many ghosts are always a part of them, inescapable."
Hope, fear, false-joy, and trouble,
Are these four winds which daily toss this bubble,
His breath’s a vapour, and his life’s a span;
Tis glorious misery to be born a man.
~ from a Cornish gravestone
"Now I perceive the devil understands Welsh.”
"God defend me from that Welsh fairy,
Lest he transform me to a piece of cheese!”
William Shakespeare quotes
"Onen hag Oll", One and All (Cornwall's motto)