It was while he was on the tower thatRobbie came to the rampart beneath. 'I want you to look at this,' Robbie called up to him, and flourished a newly painted shield. 'You like it?'Thomas peered down...
I knew it was stupid, knew I would probably die if I went again, but we were warriors and warriors will not be beaten. It is reputation. It is pride. It is the madness of battle. I began beating Serpe...
I had the arrogant confidence of a man born to battle. I am Uhtred, son of Uhtred, son of another Uhtred, and we had not held Bebbanburg and its lands by whimpering at altars. We are warriors.
I had learned to hide my soul, or perhaps I was confused. Northumbrian or Dane? Which was I? What did I want to be?
I don’t care if he’s got a tail and tits, just take me to him. The
He’ll fight like a bull,’ I said, ‘and he’s honest. But does he think like a wildcat?
He had always thought there was an answer to all life's mysteries in the stars, yet whenever he stared at them the answer slipped out of his grasp... But he had to think now, and he stared at the smok...
Everything's bigger better, or worse in London. That's just the way of it.
Dizem que este Deus (deus cristão) é do perdão. Melhor ofender um desses do que qualquer outro.
And then the horn sounded. The horn gave a clear, cold note like none I had ever heard before. There was a purity to that horn, a chill hard purity like nothing else on all the earth. It sounded once,...
Tuo padre è Aelle - asserì Merlino tranquillo.Lo guardai con stupore. - Come lo sai?- Ce l'hai scritto in faccia, Derfel. Questa notte, quando ti ho visto arrivare dalla porta della palizzata, per ess...
So we rode through a broken gate in a broken wall into a broken town, and it was dusk, and the day's rain had finally lifted, and a shaft of red sunlight came from beneath the western clouds as we ent...
Sardonic
Even be here,’ Douglas snarled. The Scottish knights had been summoned by
You’re a Christian?Of course!You believe in miracles? I asked, and he nodded. Then you’d better fetch your five loaves and two fishes, I went on, and pray that your wretched god provides the rest.
You know why farts smell? I don’t. So the deaf can enjoy them too.
Words are like breath, she said. You say them and they’re gone. But writing traps them. You could write down stories, poems.
When a man cannot fight he should curse. The gods like to feel needed.
This isn't just a war over land, it's a war about God. And Alfred...is Christ's servant...
The crews of the Viking ships are Danish, Norse, Frisian, and Saxon.