Quotes from Bernard Cornwell

For Arthur, at last, had come.

We are going to soak this rock with blood! I am Uhtred! I am the lord here. This is my rock!

Ele a amava — protestei. Guinevere me encarou e achei que estava prestes a irromper numa fúria total, mas em vez disso deu um sorriso triste. — Ele me cultuava, Derfel — falou em voz cansada —, e isso não é o mesmo que ser amada. — Ela se sentou de repente, desmoronando num banco junto ao baú. — E ser cultuada, Derfel, é muito cansativo.

The three spinners see our future. The gift of the gods to humankind is that we cannot see where the threads will go.

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

You can't take a city without shedding blood.

treaties are best negotiated from a position of strength.

To protect the honour of the king's sister, of course

in uncertainty lies opportunity.

no one survives long by assuming his enemy is sleeping.

Lawford shrugged. She jilted you. Easy come, easy go, Sharpe said, then belted the tunic.

We watched them, and my stepmother, alarmed by the sound of hooves, came from the hall to join us on the rampart. The devil has opened his bowels, my father greeted her.

If the Danes come, he spoke to Wulfhere, you must let me fight. You don't know how to fight. Then you must teach me. He slid Serpent-Breath back into the scabbard. Wessex needs a king who can fight, he said, instead of pray.

If the leader is a good man he will be liked and if he's not, he won't, and if he is a good man and a bad leader then he is better off dead.

without learning, a kingdom is a mere husk of ignorant barbarism.

He grinned at Sharpe. "Christ, but this is joy! What would we do for happiness if peace came?" He turned his horse clumsily, rammed his heels back, and whooped as the horse took off. "Let's go get the whores!

We cut off their long hair, for I liked to caulk my ships' planks with the hair of slain enemies

Yule is supposed to be a celebration and a consolation, a moment of warm brightness in the heart of winter, a time to eat because you know that the lean times are coming when food will be scarce and ice locks the land, and a time to be happy and get drunk and behave irresponsibly and wake up the next morning wondering if you will ever feel well again, but the West Saxons handed the feast to the priests who made it as joyous as a funeral. I

I paid him, Lawford said indignantly. If you want a job done properly, Sharpe said, you do it yourself. Hell!

Politics were so very simple, the Cardinal thought, just so long as a man believed no one, double-crossed everyone, kept a full treasury, and inveigled others into doing the dirty work.

Sharpe, for most of the

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 else you'll just weep yourself to death.

He won't be happy," I said happily.

So you know it was a glorious battle, Hook, in which God favoured the English, but God's favour is a fickle thing.' 'Are you telling me He's not on our side?' 'I'm telling you that God is on the side of whoever wins, Hook.