“ Dreams are like songs. Their task is not to offer an exact image of the world, but a suggestion of it. Bernard Cornwell
“ And where are we going?' he asked. to war,' I said grandly. 'We'll give the poets something to sing about. We'll wear their tongues out with singing! We're going to war, my friend,' I slapped Finan's… Bernard Cornwell
“ And then I had ridden from the east in the glory of a warrior, which is what I am and always have been. All my life I have followed the path of the sword. Given a choice, and I have been given many ch… Bernard Cornwell
“ A humble god! You might as well have a toothless wolf! The gods are the gods, ruling thunder and commanding storms, they are the lords of night and day, of fire and ice, the givers of disaster and of… Bernard Cornwell
“ Nós queremos a fidelidade nas pessoas que amamos, senhora, então não é óbvio que elas a queiram em nós? A fidelidade é um presente que oferecemos aos que amamos. Bernard Cornwell
“ Мерлин обичаше да казва, че животът е шега на Боговете и в него няма справедливост. Трябва да се научиш да се смееш, каза ми веднъж той, иначе просто ще плачеш докато умреш Bernard Cornwell
“ É uma coisa ruim estar sempre combatendo, disse ele a ela: Enquanto estou no meio daquilo fico atarefado demais para sentir qualquer coisa; mas logo depois a sensação é deplorável. É praticamente impo… Bernard Cornwell
“ Understand, and then, of course, the Danes had come, and they tore the churches apart to steal the silver from the altars. I remember Ragnar laughing one day. It is so kind of the Christians! They put… Bernard Cornwell
“ Thinking of her, he felt a sudden longing inside him. She had the face of a hawk, slim and cruel, with dark hair and eyes. Teresa was beautiful as a fine sword was beautiful; slim and hard. Bernard Cornwell
“ You’re to grovel. Æthelwold spoke for the first time. He grinned at me. We were not exactly friends, but we had drunk together often enough and he seemed to like me. You’re to dress like a girl, Æthel… Bernard Cornwell
“ You’re a boy playing in men’s games, Sharpie, and you’re going to lose unless you’re a man. Are you man enough to fight me here? Put me down? Claim I was kicked by a horse in the night? You can try, S… Bernard Cornwell
“ Your mother didn’t give birth to you, I told him, but farted you out of her shriveled arsehole. Bernard Cornwell
“ You'll call me a damned Jew, a Christ murderer, a secret worshipper of pigs and a kidnapper of christian children. This was all said cheerfully. How absurd! Who would want to kidnap children, Christia… Bernard Cornwell
“ You never, ever, tell others of your crimes, not unless they are so big as to be incapable of concealment, and then you describe them as policy or statecraft. Bernard Cornwell
“ Yet to complain of the world’s unfairness was the same as grumbling that the sun was hot or that the wind sometimes changed its direction. Unfairness existed, it always had and it always would, and th… Bernard Cornwell
“ What is an oath? A promise to serve a lord, but to Christians there is always a higher allegiance. Bernard Cornwell
“ To be discreet, ‘he looked up to glare at Æthelflaed, ‘chaste! Keepers of the home! Good! Obedient to their husbands!’ Those are God’s own words! That is what God demands of a woman! To be discreet, t… Bernard Cornwell
“ There is a greater war, Uhtred. Not the fight between Saxon and Dane, but between God and the devil, between good and evil! We are part of it! Bernard Cornwell
“ Then, just as d‘Alembord was about to sell his commission and retire to one of his prospective father-in-law’s farms, Napoleon had returned to France. Colonel Ford, worried that he was losing his vete… Bernard Cornwell
