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4cdbd66 My Crown is in my heart, not on my head: Not deck'd with Diamonds, and Indian stones: Nor to be seen: my Crown is call'd Content, A Crown it is, that seldom Kings enjoy. shakespeare king-henry-vi kings William Shakespeare
487b23d There is a darkness in you. In all of us, probably. Beasts we keep chained. Ordinary men have to keep the chains strong, for if we let the beast loose then society will turn upon us with fiery vengeance. Kings though...well, who is there to turn upon them? So the chains are made of straw. It is the curse of kings, Helikaon, that they can become monsters. And they invariably do. humanity leadership treachery kings David Gemmell
efc42a4 He didn't know why, but seeing her made him feel like a man. She was something out of a dream - a dream in which he was not a spoiled young prince, but a king. woman women woman-and-man princes kings women-and-men prince manhood Sarah J. Maas
d5639e9 It's like chess, you know. The Queen saves the King. queens kings gender Terry Pratchett
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c1acede This light of history is pitiless; it has a strange and divine quality that, luminous as it is, and precisely because it is luminous, often casts a shadow just where we saw a radiance; out of the same man it makes two different phantoms, and the one attacks and punishes the other, the darkness of the despot struggles with the splendor of the captain. Hence a truer measure in the final judgment of the nations. Babylon violated diminishes Alexander; Rome enslaved diminishes Caesar; massacred Jerusalem diminishes Titus. Tyranny follows the tyrant. Woe to the man who leaves behind a shadow that bears his form. history kings legacy Victor Hugo
58d50ed "But what are kings, when regiment is gone, kings Christopher Marlowe
455ec12 Everybody must be managed. Queens must be managed. Kings must be managed, for men want managing almost as much as women, and that's saying a good deal. men women queens kings Thomas Hardy
771bb63 Why do the Gods make kings and queens if not to protect the ones who can't protect themselves? queens kings protect protection George R.R. Martin
e30ec40 Perhaps you should speak more softly to me, then. Monsters are dangerous beasts, and just now kings seem to be dying like flies. death flies whisper soft kings speak dangerous die monsters George R.R. Martin
dfaff56 "Look at me!" he would shout as he ran laughing through the halls of Storm's End. "Look at me, I'm a dragon," or "Look at me, I'm a wizard," or "Look at me, look at me, I'm the rain god." The bold little boy with wild black hair and laughing eyes was a man grown now, one-and-twenty, and still he played his games. Cressen thought sadly." fantasy renly-baratheon asoiaf george-r-r-martin got a-song-of-ice-and-fire game-of-thrones kings games childhood George R.R. Martin
8e5ccd7 When kings the sword of justice first lay down, They are no kings, though they possess the crown. Titles are shadows, crowns are empty things, The good of subjects is the end of kings. good monarchs subjects nothing emptiness titles kings purpose justice Daniel Defoe
c5c1bda Because a man plays a king superbly well does not mean that he would make a good king. kings rulers power Louis L'Amour
dd763dc What infinite heart's-ease Must kings neglect, that private men enjoy! And what have kings, that privates have not too, Save ceremony, save general ceremony? And what art thou, thou idle ceremony? What kind of god art thou, that suffer'st more Of mortal griefs than do thy worshippers? What are thy rents? what are thy comings in? O ceremony, show me but thy worth! What is thy soul of adoration? Art thou aught else but place, degree and form, Creating awe and fear in other men? Wherein thou art less happy being fear'd Than they in fearing. What drink'st thou oft, instead of homage sweet, But poison'd flattery? O, be sick, great greatness, And bid thy ceremony give thee cure! Think'st thou the fiery fever will go out With titles blown from adulation? Will it give place to flexure and low bending? Canst thou, when thou command'st the beggar's knee, Command the health of it? No, thou proud dream, That play'st so subtly with a king's repose; I am a king that find thee, and I know 'Tis not the balm, the sceptre and the ball, The sword, the mace, the crown imperial, The intertissued robe of gold and pearl, The farced title running 'fore the king, The throne he sits on, nor the tide of pomp That beats upon the high shore of this world, No, not all these, thrice-gorgeous ceremony, Not all these, laid in bed majestical, Can sleep so soundly as the wretched slave, Who with a body fill'd and vacant mind Gets him to rest, cramm'd with distressful bread; Never sees horrid night, the child of hell, But, like a lackey, from the rise to set Sweats in the eye of Phoebus and all night Sleeps in Elysium; next day after dawn, Doth rise and help Hyperion to his horse, And follows so the ever-running year, With profitable labour, to his grave: And, but for ceremony, such a wretch, Winding up days with toil and nights with sleep, Had the fore-hand and vantage of a king. The slave, a member of the country's peace, Enjoys it; but in gross brain little wots What watch the king keeps to maintain the peace, Whose hours the peasant best advantages. mankind equality satisfaction humanity work life ceremony empty-form exaltation feudal-society honors pomp burdens fulfillment purpose-in-life peasants meaninglessness emptiness royalty kings flattery society values William Shakespeare
757ea2a All kings must be butchers or meat. meat kings George R.R. Martin
f447f72 Am I supposed to feel so much awe and so on about the Godking? After all, he's just a man ... He's about fifty years old, and he's bald. And I'll bet he has to cut his toenails too like any other man. I know perfectly well he's a god, too. But what I think is, he'll be much godlier after he's dead. fantasy earthsea kings fantasy-fiction Ursula K. Le Guin
027fce6 Take a king or a president or anybody. Put a heavy sack of gold in one hand and a feather-light declaration about freedom in the other. And then an outlaw sticks a pistol in his face and says give me one or the other. Every time--every ten out of ten --he'll hug the sack and throw away the ideals. Because the sack's what's behind the ideals, like the foundation under a building. greed presidents kings Charles Frazier
2409b70 We must not define Jesus and his kingdom by fitting them within conventional understandings of kings and kingdoms. Rather, we must judge and deconstruct those conventional definitions in light of Jesus and his example. understanding kings Brian D. McLaren
d8399a6 "Dad," I admonished lightly. "You can't threaten the King. You'll be pooping in buckets by nightfall." "I don't care," he retorted. "I'd poop in buckets for the rest of my life if it means your heart was safe." heart dads kings T.J. Klune
157670c His was a lonely, unorthodox conviction that war was man's ultimate failure. middle-ages kings Sharon Kay Penman
88d2bea It's not you worries me. The king is a good man, and an old friend, but it has been a long time, and kings change. Even more than other people, kings change. kings Peter S. Beagle
a725221 My horse is plodding down a path unspooling under her hooves like a ball of wool, only wider, while I think of ways to wake kings or small children or writers, all of whom seem to be constantly sleeping and dreaming of me in the seventh square on a horse with a mind of her own. white-knight wool kings writers Delia Sherman