Giving inspiration to a lawyer, Sharpe thought sourly, was like feeding fine brandy to a rat.
Ginevra chiuse gli occhi; per alcuni instanti non capii se ridesse o piangesse. Poi vidi che quella che le agitava il petto era una risata. - Sei davvero uno sciocco - affermò. - Cerchi di aiutarmi! C...
Everything ends. Summer ends. Happiness ends. Days of joy are followed by days of sorrow. Even the gods will meet their end in the last battle of Ragnarok when all the evil of the world brings chaos a...
Everyone looks old to the young, Ravn said.
Every man over the age of twelve was expected to fight. They might not be trained warriors like the men I now led through the rising woodland, but they could hold a spear or throw a rock or swing an a...
Ensign Fitzgerald had somehow managed to get himself a jewelled sabre that he was now flashing around like a shilling whore given a guinea fan.
Calix meus inebrians.
But that was a notion as wispy as the high thin clouds that were being driven away by a brisk wind, and behind those wispy clouds was a wall of dark, tumultuous cloud that promised snow.
But Ubba? Only the gods tell him what to do, and you should beware of men who take their orders from the gods.
Bishop Asser was an earsling, which is anything that drops out of an arse.
Beware the hatred of a woman.
Because there could not be peace, not while two tribes shared one land. One tribe must win. Even the nailed god cannot change that truth. And I was a warrior, and in a world at war the warrior must be...
Because I’m tired of Wessex,’ I said, ‘tired of priests, tired of being told what your god’s will is, tired of being told that I’m a sinner, tired of your endless damned nonsense, tired of that nailed...
And you can use that sword, Weland Godfredson?As a woman can use her tongue, lord.You’re that good, eh? Ragnar asked, as ever unable to resist a jest.
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...
And suddenly, after weeks of thinking about desertion, Sharpe realized that what he had just said was true. He did want to go back to the army, and that knowledge surprised him. The army had bored Ric...
Acho que o Santo Graal é um sonho que os homens têm, um sonho de que é possível tornar o mundo perfeito. Se ele existisse, todos nós teríamos sabido que o sonho não pode se transformar em realidade.
1809)
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.
All the Danish leaders, had carved into our shield wall with his great war ax, I had faced him, beaten him, and sent him to join the einherjar, that army of the dead who feast and swive in Odin’s corp...