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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 11fe5b6 | Silence. We like it when an audience is silent, when no one coughs, no one shuffles, no one cracks a nut, or uncorks an ale bottle with a sudden hiss. Silence means the play is working, and we have the audience in our power. To a player, that breathless silence is better than applause, and that morning in the great hall my audience was silent. | Bernard Cornwell | ||
| 7326fa6 | Pride, I suppose, is the most treacherous of virtues. The Christians call it a sin, but no poet sings of men who have no pride. Christians say the meek will inherit the earth, but the meek inspire no songs. | Bernard Cornwell | ||
| 882f7f0 | She is a woman, and what women want, they get, and if the world and all it holds must be broken in the getting, then so be it. | Bernard Cornwell | ||
| d2e72b5 | Poor Uther. He believed that virtues are handed down through a man's loins! What nonsense! A child is like a calf; if the thing is born crippled you knock it smartly on the skull and serve the cow again. That's why the Gods made it such a pleasure to engender children, because so many of the little brutes have to be replaced. There's not much pleasure in the process for women, of course, but someone has to suffer and thank the Gods it's the.. | Bernard Cornwell | ||
| 4a6d54a | There's war between the gods, Uhtred, war between the Christian god and our gods, and when there is war in Asgard the gods make us fight for them on earth. | Bernard Cornwell | ||
| d61031c | Oh the madness of battle! We fear it, we celebrate it, the poets sing of it, and when it fills the blood like fire it is a real madness. It is joy! All the terror is swept away, a man feels he could live for ever, he sees the enemy retreating, knows he himself is invincible, that even the gods would shrink from his blade and his bloodied shield. And I was still keening that mad song, the battle song of slaughter, the sound that blotted out .. | madness war fear shield-wall savagery | Bernard Cornwell | |
| fa859f6 | I believe the Gods hate to be bored, so I do my best to amuse them. That way they smile on me. Your God,' Merlin said sourly, 'despises amusement, demanding grovelling worship instead. He must be a very sorry creature. | Bernard Cornwell | ||
| 64e304b | Senhor Uhtred! - O padre Willibald veio correndo na minha direcao. - O que esta acontecendo? O que esta acontecendo? - Decidi comecar uma guerra, padre - respondi cheio de animacao. - E muito mais interessante que a paz. | humor | Bernard Cornwell | |
| 81f6d83 | Obadiah Hakeswill had never been concerned by such enmity. Power did not lie in being liked, but in being feared. | Bernard Cornwell | ||
| 5e189a1 | I am Uhtred, son of Uhtred, and this is the tale of a blood feud. It is a tale of how I will take from my enemy what the law says is mine. And it is the tale of a woman and of her father, a king. He was my king and all that I have I owe to him. The food that I eat, the hall where I live, and the swords of my men, all came from Alfred, my king, who hated me. | Bernard Cornwell | ||
| 80fa45d | A parede de escudos. | Bernard Cornwell | ||
| 1bc4fd8 | Enemies come soon enough in a mans life,' he told me, 'you don't need to seek them out | truth warnings | Bernard Cornwell | |
| eedc6f4 | Folk tell their children that success lies in working hard and being thrifty, but that is as much nonsense as supposing that a badger, a fox and a wolf could build a church. The way to wealth is to become a Christian bishop or a monastery's abbot and thus be imbued with heaven's permission to lie, cheat and steal your way to luxury. | religion success immorality | Bernard Cornwell | |
| 6cb5d93 | Toquei Bafo de Serpente de novo e me pareceu que ela teve um tremor. Algumas vezes eu achava que a espada cantava. Era um canto fino, apenas entreouvido, um som penetrante, a cancao da espada que desejava sangue; a cancao da espada. | Bernard Cornwell | ||
| 3a3b1b5 | I was still screaming at the enemy, promising them death. I was Thor, I was Odin, I was the lord of battle. | Bernard Cornwell | ||
| 197e20b | Thomas nodded towards Keane. 'He doesn't want to be a priest and you don't want to be a monk. Now you're both Hellequin.' Brother Michael looked disbelieving. 'I am?' He asked excitedly. 'You are,' Thomas said. 'So all we need now is a pair of ripe young girls who don't want to be nuns,' Keane said cheerfully. | Bernard Cornwell | ||
| c88c72c | Truth is ever feeble against passionate falsehood. | truth | Bernard Cornwell | |
| 1f56cca | I remember Ragnar laughing one day. "It is so kind of the Christians! They put their wealth in one building and mark it with a great cross! It makes life so easy." | Bernard Cornwell | ||
| afcb22e | What am I supposed to do," she says. "Wait?" She wants him to say, Yes, wait. I will be home as soon as I run this one errand. Ben perceives disgust in her tone. Why would anyone wait for him? A boy who didn't know how to be a prom date, a man who knows what he needs, but too late. He releases her arm. His voice is professional with sorrow. "You certainly couldn't do that." He means because she is precious. Sarina hears that she is snotty a.. | Marie-Helene Bertino | ||
| 109a3ea | It is two A.M., and you are tired. You miss the love of your life. You want to go home. You would rather be with her, in bed, hearing the light buzz of her snoring, watching her sleep, than be here. [...] You imagine a world where the two of you can go out to dinner together on a Saturday night and no one thinks twice about it. It makes you want to cry, the simplicity of it, the smallness of it. You have worked so hard for a life so grand. .. | love peace | Taylor Jenkins Reid | |
| e8cfbfd | He lay there realizing how thoroughly he'd removed himself from the world or obligations, how stupidly independent he'd become: he needed no one, knew no one, was not a part of anyone's life. He'd so thoroughly removed himself from the world of dependencies and obligations, he wasn't sure he still existed. | A.M. Homes | ||
| 4a91c72 | I believe in staying open to possibility. What is the point of not believing, closing the door? Just leave it open, see what comes in. | A.M. Homes | ||
| 1acf1a5 | You are your own beginning. Every day, every hour, every minute, you start again. There is no point wishing you were someone else, you are who you are--start there. | change life | A.M. Homes | |
| cf36d22 | It's like zen. Only not as subtle. | J. J. Connolly | ||
| 95127f9 | Gratification kills desire. And constant gratification kills it permanently | Norah Vincent | ||
| c0c16f6 | Like so many other high school discipline cases, he'd probably been given some hybrid cockamamie ADHD- bipolar diagnosis at a very young age and been medicated into submission for the benefit of his homeroom teacher. We've all read about them in the paper, the problem kids who get slapped with five disorders by the time they're twelve, and horse-pilled by a culture that has pathologized everything from PMS to teen angst. | Norah Vincent | ||
| 6ceaa85 | You're not a dork, you're adorkable. | hester monstrous-beauty syrenka peter mermaids | Elizabeth Fama | |
| 70c57a7 | She is fiercely protective of all those she loves, Emerson. She would take your part just as vigorously if someone were unkind to you.' 'D'you think so?' Emerson considered this idea. 'I refuse to pick a quarrel with you so that Sennia can defend you. She'll get over it; just be polite to Gargery.' 'Damnation,' said Emerson | Elizabeth Peters | ||
| 9ad629c | The man had no more romance in his soul than a codfish. | Elizabeth Peters | ||
| 42ebe24 | When, oh when will justice and reason prevail, and Woman descend from the pedestal on which Man has placed her (in order to prevent her from doing anything except standing perfectly still) and take her rightful place beside him? | Elizabeth Peters | ||
| 50b0872 | The cat required far less attendance than a human child, which is one of the reasons why spinster ladies prefer felines to babies. | spinsters | Elizabeth Peters | |
| 2b04271 | I felt obligated by friendship as well as duty to make certain they were comfortably housed. Since men seem to measure comfort by the degree of dirt and confusion that prevails, I deduced that they were very comfortable. | Elizabeth Peters | ||
| bc5d28c | Emerson bent a tender look upon his son and heir. 'Very well, Ramses; Papa will find you all the dead bodies you want. | Elizabeth Peters | ||
| 3aefbd3 | Men like to create unnecessary organizations and give them impressive or mysterious names; this usually ends in increased confusion, and should therefore be ignored. | men humor | Elizabeth Peters | |
| 36ce6e0 | The men had scattered in all directions, which men are inclined to do when women leave them to their own devices for any length of time. I believe they are easily bored. | men humor | Elizabeth Peters | |
| 783ce69 | Can't you ever stop joking?" "No, why should I? Laughter is one of the two things that make life worthwhile. Aren't you going to ask what the other one is?" | vicky-bliss | Elizabeth Peters | |
| a1661d5 | The sugar was back in Lila Ann Price's voice, but it sounded a little bit like artificial sweetener. | Eireann Corrigan | ||
| 681cfee | Everyone's favorite supper is a gluey carbohydrate-rich concoction known simply as "hotdish" and served in a community Pyrex." | minnesota | Diablo Cody | |
| 99fd04e | I had a moment to visualize Larry out in the dark all alone, unarmed except for his cross. The thought made my skin cold. I opened my mouth to yell at him and closed it. Never dress anyone down in public unless it's an object lesson. I said, "Any tracks?" I gave myself a dozen brownie points for yelling. "Do I look like Tonto? Beside the ground is just grass and it's been so dry lately. I don't think there'd be any tracks." | Laurell K. Hamilton | ||
| bef0299 | I prayed as we walked up the hill. I prayed and felt a measure of calm return. No visions. No angels singing. But a feeling of peace flowed over me. Ii took a deep breath, and something hard and tight and ugly in my heart let go. I took it as a good sign that I'd get to Jeff in time. But part of me was skeptical. God doesn't always save someone. Often He just helps you live through the loss. I guess I don't entirely trust God. I never doubt.. | Laurell K. Hamilton | ||
| 2552997 | What's the matter with you tonight?" he asked when we were out of earshot of Stirling and Co. "I told you." "No," he said, "it isn't just the murder tonight. Hell, I've seen you kill people and be less upset afterwards. What's wrong?" | Laurell K. Hamilton | ||
| 6eb8059 | I'd worked my share of serial killer cases, but none of the killers had ever mailed me a human head. That was new. | Laurell K. Hamilton | ||
| 42838e6 | Most of the time you're ass deep in alligators. | Laurell K. Hamilton | ||
| 35b4f72 | If you don't feel loved maybe the outward trappings like weddings and wedding rings become important? (Page 567) | love security | Laurell K. Hamilton |