And that was what the Christians had been doing in their church, consecrating their wizards by making boys into black-clothed priests who would spread their filth further, and my son, my eldest son, w...
Amavo moltissimo la mia Ceinwyn. Anche ora, dopo anni, sorrido quando la penso; a volte, di notte, mi sveglio con le lacrime agli occhi e so di averle versate per lei. Il nostro amore era nato in una...
All those separate people were a part of my life, strings strung on the frame of Uhtred, and though they were separate they affected one another and together they would make the music of my life.
A leader leads, Ragnar said, and you can’t ask men to risk death if you’re not willing to risk it yourself.
I decided to start a war, father", I said, cheerfully, "it's so much more interesting than peace.
Thought folk were buried there? They are! And their treasures! So the dragon guards the hoard. That’s what dragons do. Bury gold and you hatch a dragon, see?
Sardonic
Houses. I remember the first time I ever climbed a Roman staircase, and how odd it felt, and I knew that in times gone by men must have taken such things for granted. Now the world was dung and straw...
Could feel the torn, knurled rim that had held the small lens of the eyepiece. The
A fool and his money are easily parted.
Yule is supposed to be a celebration and a consolation, a moment of warm brightness in the heart of winter, a time to eat because you know that the lean times are coming when food will be scarce and i...
You can’t take a city without shedding blood.
Words are like breath, she said, you say them and they're gone. But writing traps them.
Who summons the dead man? she asked. A fresh corpse, Æthelwold said. A fresh corpse? I asked. Someone must be sent to the world of the dead, he explained, as though it were obvious, to find Bjorn and...
What did you want to achieve? Liberty, of course! The answer was swift, but followed immediately by a deprecating smile. Except I’ve learned there’s no such thing. There isn’t? You can’t have freedom...
Welsh kingdoms in some safety, and that thought was encouraging. Christians do like pilgrims, those pious folk who gaze at pig bones that pretend to be dead saints and then give money, lots of money,...
We had to fight, because to decline battle was a defeat.
We don't build,' I said to my son, 'we just destroy.
Violence may not be good, my friend, but it has a certain efficiency in the resolution of otherwise insoluble problems.
To ask another man’s blessing is simply to avoid taking the responsibility.