Without the light the beauty remains hidden, Gofrid said. But it is always there.
Everyone knew that; everyone was prepared until it happened to them
The language of power was exercised in more than just words. It was presence and thought; it was gesture and timing.
Did he think to win them over like this? She remembered the boyish charm he had once possessed and wondered where it had gone. Perhaps like a bag of gold dust with an open top, the winds of time had s...
Had she been male, she would have been granted a modicum of leeway, but as a woman she was damned as a whore
Chretien speaking to Dominic:'Magda is no ordinary young woman. There is a blood price on her head way beyond that upon any Cathar, indeed way beyond mine. I advise you most strongly to think with you...
There will be a great hole in the fabric of my being when he is gone, but not as great a hole as the one had I not known him.
Have you ride.
Having something that meant everything was a double-edged sword. It meant you had so much more to lose. ***
Brotherly love
Because to outwit your rivals, first you had to know their ways and how to play their games.
Within her the core of rebellion hardened. She would dress as she chose, because clothes and appearance were part of a woman’s armor in this world whether Bernard of Clairvaux approved or not.
The children either become like their parents or else they flee in the opposite direction.
Where there's life there's hope,' he said sternly. 'Where there's life there's pain,' Oliver responded, but opened his eyes.
We must all sleep alone in the tomb, my love, but in life we are joined as one flesh - as our children attest.
Within her the core of rebellion hardened. She would dress as she chose, because clothes and appearance were part of a woman’s armor in this world
She never knew from one moment to the next how he was going to behave toward her and therefore she constantly had to adjust her balance. It was exhausting.
What kind of a promise ?One that only a fool asks of a madman
Together they watched the fireflies twinkle in and out like hopes in the darkness.
Without the light the beauty remains hidden, Gofrid said. But it is always there. Just like God’s love, or a father’s, or a mother’s. Remember that, Alienor. You are loved, whether you see it or not.
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