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The Burning Land (The Saxon Stories, #5) QUOTES

The Burning Land (The Saxon Stories, #5) QUOTES

1 " 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. "

― Bernard Cornwell , The Burning Land (The Saxon Stories, #5)

2 " ‎"He sang the song of the sword, keening as he fed his blade, and Rollo, standing thigh-deep in the creek, ax swinging in murderous blows, blocked the enemy's escape. The Frisians, transported from confidence to bowel-loosening fear, began to drop their weapons. "

― Bernard Cornwell , The Burning Land (The Saxon Stories, #5)

3 " The gods are capricious, and I was about to amuse them. And Alfred was right. I was a fool. "

― Bernard Cornwell , The Burning Land (The Saxon Stories, #5)

4 " He wanted to improve the world, while I did not believe and never have believed that we can improve the world, just merely survive as it slides into chaos. "

― Bernard Cornwell , The Burning Land (The Saxon Stories, #5)

5 " Children are easily swayed by religion, which is why it is a good thing that most eventually grow into sense. Chanting monks led the procession, then came children with green boughs, more monks, a group of abbots and bishops, then Steapa and fifty men of the royal guard, who walked immediately in front of Alfred and his guests. "

― Bernard Cornwell , The Burning Land (The Saxon Stories, #5)

6 " Thou shalt not kill, they preached, then screamed at us warriors to slaughter the pagans. Thou shalt not steal, they preached, and forged charters to take men’s lands. Thou shalt not commit adultery, they preached, and rutted other men’s wives like besotted hares in springtime. "

― Bernard Cornwell , The Burning Land (The Saxon Stories, #5)

7 " I just gazed at the smoke haze above Lundene, the darkness darkening a summer sky, and wished I were a bird, high in that nothingness, vanishing.   Haesten "

― Bernard Cornwell , The Burning Land (The Saxon Stories, #5)

8 " In the middle of the nineteenth century a railway line was made from London’s Fenchurch Street to Southend and, when excavating at what is now South Benfleet (Beamfleot), the navvies discovered the charred remnants of burned ships among which were scattered human skeletons. Those remains were over nine hundred years old, and they were what was left of Haesten’s army and fleet. I "

― Bernard Cornwell , The Burning Land (The Saxon Stories, #5)

9 " É um poema triste, e portanto um poema verdadeiro. Wyrd bið ful ãræd, diz ele. O destino é inexorável. E wyn eal gedreas. Toda alegria morreu. "

― Bernard Cornwell , The Burning Land (The Saxon Stories, #5)

10 " Dealing with the Scots, my father had always said, was like trying to geld wildcats with your teeth, but luckily the wildcats spent much of their time fighting each other. Once "

― Bernard Cornwell , The Burning Land (The Saxon Stories, #5)

11 " superb book Mercia and the Making of England (Sutton Publishing, Stroud, 2000). "

― Bernard Cornwell , The Burning Land (The Saxon Stories, #5)

12 " É uma coisa estranha que notei com relação aos cristãos. Eles afirmam que nossos deuses não têm poder, no entanto temem às maldições feitas em nome desses deuses. "

― Bernard Cornwell , The Burning Land (The Saxon Stories, #5)

13 " But Alfred could not live long. He was already an old man, well past forty years, and now he was looking to the future. He "

― Bernard Cornwell , The Burning Land (The Saxon Stories, #5)

14 " The spelling of place names in Anglo Saxon England was an uncertain business, with no consistency and no agreement even about the name itself. Thus London was variously rendered as Lundonia, Lundenberg, Lundenne, Lundene, Lundenwic, Lundenceaster and Lundres. "

― Bernard Cornwell , The Burning Land (The Saxon Stories, #5)

15 " Uhtred of Steapa - He might be dumb as a parsnip but he knows how to fight. "

― Bernard Cornwell , The Burning Land (The Saxon Stories, #5)

16 " If we do nothing then Wessex will spread like a plague. There’ll be priests everywhere.” We seek the future. We stare into its fog and hope to see a landmark that will make sense of fate. "

― Bernard Cornwell , The Burning Land (The Saxon Stories, #5)

17 " The spinners were watching me, waiting, needles poised, and unless I did their bidding then my fate would be failure. "

― Bernard Cornwell , The Burning Land (The Saxon Stories, #5)

18 " I don’t care if he’s got a tail and tits, just take me to him.” The "

― Bernard Cornwell , The Burning Land (The Saxon Stories, #5)

19 " 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. "

― Bernard Cornwell , The Burning Land (The Saxon Stories, #5)

20 " The hall’s door was framed by a pair of vast curved bones that had come from some sea monster. "

― Bernard Cornwell , The Burning Land (The Saxon Stories, #5)