Nouvelle amour, nouvelle affection; nouvelles fleurs parmi l’herbe nouvelle. Tell Richard his bride has yet to meet her brother-in-law, her Sea-Catte, her Sea-Scorpion, beautiful in the breeding seaso...
My love is given to no one,’ said Lymond. ‘To neither man, woman or child. Duty, friendship, compassion I do owe to many. But love I offer to none.
My dear, there is no blame, where there lives a passion like that: do we not know it? Rest at peace. We are your children; and we love you.
Level-headed and constructive to the end,’ Philippa said, ‘in confronting all your personal problems. And now? A trifle of hemlock?
I’ve wed his two empty boots.’ ‘That you havena,’ said Janet, Lady of Buccleuch, lowering her voice not at all in the presence of two hundred twittering Scott relations as they gazed after their vanis...
I’m going back to Russia. That’s where the money is, and the power. And, of course, the ladies.
It’s time you thought less of your emotional feather bed and more of other people’s.
It is laid on me by love,’ said Míkál. ‘As a cord of twisted bark bound upon the neck of each ploughing bull, I waded to thee through darkness, as though I waded through a full sea; but thou didst not...
It doesn’t do my self-esteem much good though, does it?’‘Your self-esteem has had a lifetime of steady attention,’ said Philippa abstractedly.
Intelligence is the only indispensable commodity in life or in warfare. If you think otherwise, go live in a hut with a poet. The rest of us will do our best to defend you.
I was a slave in the corsair Dragut’s own palace. I saw his women—Spanish, French, Italian, Irish. I was at the branding of all his poor children. To some women, degradation like that is the worst sor...
I know. Aha, Oho, and every other bloody ejaculation. Let’s take it as read. You’re delirious at the idea of manhandling me and can’t wait to start. I in turn may say I find your arrival offensive and...
I hope the string and clapper arrangement he calls a mind has been permanently put out of action.
I feel I deserve a little amusement at someone else's expense. That is all. I have worked for it. I have paid for it. And I propose to have it.
I don’t object to being called by my Christian name, on purely social occasions. The Russian version was Frangike. Rather scented, I thought. Or alternatively, like a new brand of onion.
I don’t know what you want to be called.’‘Home, like the cattle?’ said Lymond.
I am saying,’ Lymond said, ‘that the bond of race is a deep one, and of a dimension which gives it nobility. I am saying that the salvation of each man’s soul lies within himself, and is not a matter...
I am sad,’ said the Bishop of Orkney to Lord James Stewart as the tables were gently drawn and the floor cleared and the candied ginger passed from place to place. ‘I am sad because we live, you and I...
His horse stumbled in the tussocky ground and made him realize, then, how thoughtlessly fast he was riding...how thoughtlessly fast he was thinking.
He's s o damned moral that he ought to be standing rear up under a Bo Tree.