Nor did he care about his childhood, for certainly I never heard him speak of it. I once questioned him about his early days and he would not answer. ‘What is the egg to the...

We make children and wealth and amass land and build halls and assemble armies and give great feasts, but only one thing survives us. Reputation.

Acho que o Santo Graal é um sonho que os homens têm, um sonho de que é possível tornar o mundo perfeito. Se ele existisse, todos nós teríamos sabido que o sonho não pode se...

Love is a dangerous thing. It comes in disguise to change our life… Lust is the deceiver. Lust wrenches our lives until nothing matters except the one we think we love, and under that deceptive...

But fate, as Merlin always taught us, is inexorable. Life is a jest of the Gods, Merlin liked to claim, and there is no justice. You must learn to laugh, he once told me, or...

— Mas o que é que você faria com o Graal?— Eu iria usá-lo.— Para quê?— Para livrar o mundo do pecado.— Seria um trabalho notável, mas nem Cristo conseguiu realizá-lo.— Você pára de eliminar...

La vida es sencilla. Cerveza, mujeres, una espada y la reputación. Nada más importa.

The bards sing of love, they celebrate slaughter, they extol kings and flatter queens, but were I a poet I would write in praise of friendship.

Fiat voluntas tua,

Gods fight, Ragnar went on earnestly, and some win, some lose. The Christian god is losing. Otherwise why would we be here? Why would we be winning? The gods reward us if we give them...

Keep the shields touching!” I shouted at my men.

Entendo que é possível olhar nos olhos de alguém e de súbito saber que a vida será impossível sem eles. Saber que a voz da pessoa pode fazer seu coração falhar, e que a companhia...

But when you have order, you don’t need Gods. When everything is well ordered and disciplined then nothing is unexpected. If you understand everything,’ I said carefully, ‘then there’s no room left for magic. It’s...

We all suffer from dreams

Os bardos cantam sobre o amor e sobre como as mulheres desejam o amor, mas ninguém sabe o que ele é até que, como uma lança atirada do escuro, ele acerta.

Pelos ossos de Deus, Tom, o diabo fez um serviço ruim quando trepou com sua mãe.

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...

Eppure sono convinto che Artù sarebbe rimasto in Dumnonia, se avesse ricevuto ciò che desiderava, ossia la gratitudine. Era un uomo orgoglioso e sapeva bene ciò che aveva fatto per il nostro regno, ma era...

I am not sure,’ Mordecai told Thomas, ‘whether omens can be trusted.”Of course they can.”I should like to hear your reasons. But show me your urine first.”You said I was cured,’ Thomas protested. ‘Eternal vigilance,...

There are seasons of our lives when nothing seems to be happening, when no smoke betrays a burned town or homestead and few tears are shed for the newly dead. I have learned not to...

He had always thought there was an answer to all life’s mysteries in the stars, yet whenever he stared at them the answer slipped out of his grasp… But he had to think now, and...

Writing is a solitary occupation.

Senhor Uhtred! – Como sempre, Willibald reagiu à minha provocação. – Esse peixe – ele apontou o dedo trêmulo na direção dos ossos – foi um dos dois que Nosso Senhor usou para alimentar 5...

Lord Derfel, you do insult a man so very easily. What was it to be? My head in a pit dunged by slaves? What a paltry imagination you do have. Mine, I fear, sometimes seems...

O mundo está apodrecendo. A Igreja é corrupta e os reis são fracos. Cabe a nós fazer um mundo novo, amado por Deus, mas para fazê-lo temos de destruir o velho. Temos de tomar o...

You’ll call me a damned Jew, a Christ murderer, a secret worshipper of pigs and a kidnapper of christian children.’ This was all said cheerfully. ‘How absurd! Who would want to kidnap children, Christian or...

Don’t tell me the moon is shining, show me the glint of light on broken glass.