Excalibur (The Warlord Chronicles, #3) QUOTES

2 " History is not just a tale of men’s making, but is a thing tied to the land. We call a hill by the name of a hero who died there, or name a river after a princess who fled beside its banks, and when the old names vanish, the stories go with them and the new names carry no reminder of the past. "

― Bernard Cornwell , Excalibur (The Warlord Chronicles, #3)

4 " My dear Lord,’ I said, but not to him. I spoke to Arthur. And I watched and wept, my arm around Ceinwyn, as the pale boat was swallowed by the shimmering silver mist. And so my Lord was gone. And no one has seen him since. "

― Bernard Cornwell , Excalibur (The Warlord Chronicles, #3)

6 " Dreams are like songs. Their task is not to offer an exact image of the world, but a suggestion of it. "

― Bernard Cornwell , Excalibur (The Warlord Chronicles, #3)

8 " So, in the morning light, where they flapped in the drying wind, the bear and the star defied the Saxons. "

― Bernard Cornwell , Excalibur (The Warlord Chronicles, #3)

10 " Christianity is not a religion that offers the solace of revenge to its adherents. For that you must go to the old women who know which herbs to pluck and what charms to say under a waning moon. "

― Bernard Cornwell , Excalibur (The Warlord Chronicles, #3)

12 " Quando a gente está com problemas é útil descobrir alguém que esteve na mesma dificuldade. "

― Bernard Cornwell , Excalibur (The Warlord Chronicles, #3)

14 " And thus Lancelot died, though the songs he had paid for lived on, and to this day he
is celebrated as a hero equal to Arthur. Arthur is remembered as a ruler, but Lancelot
is called the warrior. In truth he was the King without land, a coward, and the greatest
traitor of Britain, and his soul wanders Lloegyr to this day, screaming for its shadowbody that can never exist because we cut his corpse into scraps and fed it to the river.
If the Christians are right, and there is a hell, may he suffer there for ever. "

― Bernard Cornwell , Excalibur (The Warlord Chronicles, #3)

16 " ela viu a figura de Sansum, arrasado e mancando, e deu um pequeno miado de alegria e correu para ele. O quarto de lua brilhou na máscara dourada com que ela cobria o rosto devastado pelo fogo. — Sansum! — gritou ela. — Meu doce! — Preciosa! — disse Sansum e os dois se abraçaram com força no meio da noite. — Querido — balbuciou Morgana, acariciando o rosto dele —, o que fizeram com você? Taliesin sorriu e nem eu, que odiava Sansum e não sentia amor por Morgana, pude resistir a dar um sorriso diante do evidente prazer dos dois. De todos os casamentos que já conheci, aquele era o mais estranho. "

― Bernard Cornwell , Excalibur (The Warlord Chronicles, #3)

18 " suppose I thought of people as dogs,’ he went on ruefully, ‘and that if you gave them enough affection then they would be docile, but they aren’t dogs, Gwydre, they’re wolves. A king must rule a thousand ambitions, and all of them belong to deceivers. You will be flattered, and behind your back, mocked. Men will swear undying loyalty with one breath and plot your death with the next. And if you survive their plots, then one day you will be grey-bearded like me and you’ll look back on your life and realize that you achieved nothing. Nothing. The babies you admired in their mothers’ arms will have grown to be killers, the justice you enforced will be for sale, the people you protected will still be hungry and the enemy you defeated will still threaten your frontiers. "

― Bernard Cornwell , Excalibur (The Warlord Chronicles, #3)

20 " are a curse on the earth, yet our oaths are made to kings, and if we had no oaths we would have no law, and if we had no law we would have mere anarchy, and so we must bind ourselves with the law, and keep the law by oaths, and if a man could change kings at whim then he could abandon his oaths with his inconvenient king, and so we need kings because we must have an immutable law. All that is true, yet as Galahad and I rode home through the wintry mists I could have wept that the one man who should have been a king would not be one, and that those who should never have been kings all were. "

― Bernard Cornwell , Excalibur (The Warlord Chronicles, #3)