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.
Men live, not while they breathe, but while they live well.
I rather think one of us drunk is sufficient.
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?
Lymond ha vuelto
Richard, I am not worth anyone’s heartache.’‘I know that,’ Richard said. ‘But she does not.’‘She will have to learn,’ Lymond said.
In Rome there is a pathological shortage of small coins. For change, the little shops tend to use candy.
Violence in nature is one thing, but among civilized mankind, what excuse is there?
Tact,’ Lymond said, ‘is the name you should have upon your tombstone.
Rimed and sparkling with sugar, the wrestler lay like some child's flaccid sweetmeat in death, and the dogs licked his eyelids.
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...
Lymond is back.
How about that, my own brother, my own bright light, thou Igor?
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.
The crossroads may not be of your own seeking, but at least the road you choose will be your own.
If I had killed you, none of this would have happened.’‘I thought you would realize it sooner or later,’ Lymond said.
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...