“ My name is Uhtred. I am the son of Uhtred, who was the son of Uhtred and his father was also called Uhtred. Bernard Cornwell
“ Merlino mi fissò. - Credi che tu, Derfel, o Artù possiate essere tanto forti da resistere a Nimue? Lei è una donna. Le donne ottengono sempre ciò che vogliono, e se per ottenerlo devono rovinare il mo… Bernard Cornwell
“ Madness has a purpose! It’s a gift from the Gods, and like all their gifts it comes with a price, Bernard Cornwell
“ King Alfred’s dream was turning into reality. I am old enough to remember a time when the Danes ruled almost all of what is now England. They captured Northumbria, took East Anglia, and occupied all o… Bernard Cornwell
“ I'm getting old, I said again, and that was true. I had lived more than fifty years and most men were lucky to see forty. Yet all old age was bringing was the death of dreams. Bernard Cornwell
“ I was screaming with joy because the battle calm had come, the same blessed stillness I had felt at Cynuit. It is a joy, that feeling, and the only other joy to compare is that of being with a woman.I… Bernard Cornwell
“ I tell my grandchildren that confidence wins battles. I do not wish them to fight, I would rather make Ieremias’s world a reality and so live in harmony, but there is always some man, and it is usuall… Bernard Cornwell
“ I learned that money was the object of life, and I wanted money. I wanted the servants, the fine clothes, the respect in the street, and a horse of my own. I wanted to ride into Stratford and spit on… Bernard Cornwell
“ I ain’t seen a herd the size of it, not even when the Scots drive the beeves down from Scotland to London. Bernard Cornwell
“ He liked to see men cowed and frightened, for that made them biddable, and Sergeant Hakeswill was always at his happiest when he was in control of unhappy men. Bernard Cornwell
“ He grinned at Sharpe. Christ, but this is joy! What would we do for happiness if peace came? He turned his horse clumsily, rammed his heels back, and whooped as the horse took off. Let’s go get the wh… Bernard Cornwell
“ Cowardice is always with us, and bravery, the thing that provokes the poets to make their songs about us, is merely the will to overcome the fear. Bernard Cornwell
“ And we screamed. We screamed our war cry, our shout of slaughter, our joy of being men in battle who are driven by terror. Bernard Cornwell
“ And afterwards, you recall little, except the blows that so nearly killed you. You work and push and stab to make an opening in their shield wall. And then you grunt and lunge and slash to widen the g… Bernard Cornwell
“ É uma coisa estranha que notei com relação aos cristãos. Eles afirmam que nossos deuses não têm poder, no entanto temem às maldições feitas em nome desses deuses. Bernard Cornwell
