Quotes from Margaret George

I did not worry about what a man or woman personally believed, but the nation's official religion should be outwardly practiced by all its citizens. A religion was a political statement. Being a Calvinist, a papist, a Presbyterian, an Anglican labeled a person's philosophy on education, taxes, poor relief, and other secular things. The nation needed an accepted position on such concerns. Hence the fines for not outwardly conforming to the national church.

Gaul was brought to shame by Caesar; By King Nicomedes, he. Here comes Caesar, wreathed in triumph For his Gallic victory! Nicomedes wears no laurels, Though the greatest of the three.

I noted that he had a new type of sandal to go with his clothes—they had a special strap circling the big toe, and another for the rest of the toes. Around the soles, gilded lotuses were painted directly on the leather.

No se conoce a un hombre hasta que se le ve perder.»

I would want someone I could love to madness, someone who was myself, only better, someone I could never get enough of looking at.

Every inch of land there is so contested," I observed, more to myself than to him. "How many lives have been lost fighting over Jerusalem? Yet it is not special in terms of architecture, or location, or works of art.

There is no respect for hidden music

alguien a quien aborrecemos nos hace un favor, despreciamos tanto a la persona como el favor.

Los fuertes buscarán fuerza, los débiles buscan excusas

I learned two things that night, and the next day, from him: the perfection of a moment, and the fleeting nature of it.

I will suffocate, drugged by elixir of roses.

There are two kinds of tales: one accurate but not true, the other true but not accurate.

He ran both his hands through his hair, as if somehow that would straighten out his thoughts.

Whether you are classically beautiful or not, this one thing I know: you give the impression of being beautiful, which is all one can ask. The jewels become you, they do not belittle you.

Looking out the rain-fogged window at the gray November day, Mary felt almost grateful for the snug warmth of her well-heated chamber. Escape, the captive queen decided with a yawn, would have to wait until spring.

In Lisbon, a street cry gloated over the Spanish defeat: Which ships got home? The ones the English missed. And where are the rest? The waves will tell you. What happened to them? It is said they are lost. Do we know their names? They know them in London. Oh

What is one person's diversion may be another's supreme test. And so often we sit beside one another, unknowing.

War is a sinkhole that sucks money and men into it and is never filled.

La voluntad puede ser útil cuando el talento, la inspiración e incluso la suerte nos abandonan. Pero cuando la voluntad nos abandona, estamos realmente perdidos.

Nonetheless, a great number have flocked to the call." Hector frowned. "A warrior tends to lose his reluctance once he puts on his helmet.

Todas queremos que nuestro enamorado sea amado por una mujer digna de él, pero jamás que sea más digna que nosotras. —Habladme de esta casa —dije—.

Caesar tarried in Egypt, Taking in all the spoils, The Lighthouse, the Library, Queen Cleopatra and Her many-perfumed oils.

The moment was all we truly had: a succession of moments, a triumphal march of them, to create a life beyond compare.

We want the sharers of our youth to remain forever young, to remind us of what we were, not of what we are.