My dear boy, in Ireland the midwife uses one hand to hold the baby's best fighting arm from the font water, and grips its jaws with the other lest the goes to litigation about it. Says O'LiamRoe
I don't like this war. I don't like the cold-blooded scheming at the beginning and the carnage at the end and the grumbling and the jealousies and the pettishness in the middle. I hate the lack of gal...
But I despised men who accepted their fate. I shaped mine twenty times and had it broken twenty times in my hands.
You might, without my crediting it, fall deeply in love and forever, with some warped hunchback whelped in the gutter. I should equally stop you from taking him.
I regret Richard isn’t with you. No matter. God hath a thousand handēs to chastise and I have two—how can Richard escape us both?
Men live, not while they breathe, but while they live well.
In Rome there is a pathological shortage of small coins. For change, the little shops tend to use candy.
Rimed and sparkling with sugar, the wrestler lay like some child's flaccid sweetmeat in death, and the dogs licked his eyelids.
Richard, I am not worth anyone’s heartache.’‘I know that,’ Richard said. ‘But she does not.’‘She will have to learn,’ Lymond said.
Whole oxen confessed to the fires at each end and reached sizzling Judgment on the crowded tables, alongside pies and puddings and heaped fragrant trenchers and jars of bland, too-warm wines.
Violence in nature is one thing, but among civilized mankind, what excuse is there?
If I had killed you, none of this would have happened.’‘I thought you would realize it sooner or later,’ Lymond said.
The crossroads may not be of your own seeking, but at least the road you choose will be your own.
Tact,’ Lymond said, ‘is the name you should have upon your tombstone.
Lymond said gently, Let us bathe in moral philosophy, as in a living river. Double-dealing is my business.
From Venice to Rome, Paris to Brussels, London to Edinburgh, the Ambassadors watched, long-eared and bright-eyed.Charles of Spain, Holy Roman Emperor, fending off Islam at Prague and Lutherism in Germ...
Jerott’s voice was stony. ‘I am prepared to go wherever I can be of most help. I meant only that I expect to be too occupied to give the attention I ought to Mile Marthe’s safety. I think M. Gaultier...
From limbo, you cannot say forgive me, unless you can also say you regret what you have done. I have no regrets. I have nothing to tell you, except what you know already: that love is a powerful maste...
She rose. ‘You mean,’ Catherine d’Albon said, ‘I have agreed to marry a libertine?’‘Everyone marries libertines,’ Lymond said comfortably, rising and taking her elbow. ‘But not everyone knows it befor...
For how long can one maintain total vigilance?For how long can love last, in isolation, without sinking crushed beneath its own pressure?