Lymond said gently, Let us bathe in moral philosophy, as in a living river. Double-dealing is my business.
Fools make news, and wise men carry it.
Some love for a living,’ said Lymond. ‘And some kill.
Lucent and delicate, Drama entered, mincing like a cat.
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...
Warfare and trickery. It is your natural element.
This officer, but doubt, is callit deid.
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...
… You see,’ said Marthe. ‘I am not here to mock. I have worn out my revenge. You have guided me into a world which has been closed to me all my life. You have shown me that what I hold by, you hold by...
Think for yourselves for a change. You've been pedlars: go and be merchants. You've been mercenaries: go and find something of your own to defend. You've finished teething and there's the world: crack...
There breaks a crutch Scotland never knew it possessed.
I have been taught to face reality: an excellent thing.
And had
Words is but wind but dunts is the devil
For how long can one maintain total vigilance?For how long can love last, in isolation, without sinking crushed beneath its own pressure?
We’re all runts and bastards of one sort or another.
Mime doesn’t always mean comedy, my dear; far from it.
Lymond was drawing long breaths now, his hands forced back rigid behind him, driven into the lime of the wall. ‘That is as far as I go,’ he said flatly. ‘I have never in my life subjected you to this...
Khátún, what is his face?’‘A lemon?’ said Philippa.
I am trying to go back. I thought, believe it or not, that nothing could stop me from going back. I was wrong.