Quotes About Roland

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His cousit. Roland, who followed him with the rear of his army, in his return was set upon in the Pyrenean mountains by a troop of Gascon robbers, and slain; and is the famous hero of numberless old French romances and songs

I think people forget even though we were labelled a synth band because of 'The Hurting,' but keyboards are not our native instruments. Roland's a guitar player and I'm a bass player.

Roland, the flower of chivalry, Expired at Roncevall." Thomas Campbell. "Hero-worship endures for ever while man endures." Carlyle. "Roland, the gode knight." Turpin's History of Charlemagne.

T]he most repugnant bastard there is: the bastard-octopus.

Is not any other desire but mine insane?

It is a miracle the story was ever finished at all, but perhaps an even greater one that a second volume ever followed the first, which was originally published in a tiny edition by Donald M. Grant, Publishers.2 The manuscript of that first volume, wet and barely readable, was rescued from a mildewy cellar. The first forty handwritten pages of a second volume (titled, as I remember, Roland Draws Three) were missing. God knows where they wound up.

Friend Roland, sound your horn.

Roland is valorous and Oliver is wise.

The whole point of a spectacular tag is not the artwork; it's the mystery of how it was done.

whereas the Franks fought at a disadvantage in every respect, because of the weight of their armor and the unevenness of the ground. Eggihard, the King's steward; Anselm, Count Palatine; and Roland, Governor of the March of Brittany, with very many others, fell in this engagement.

Don't say mourning. It's too psychoanalytic. I'm not mourning. I'm suffering.

The scariest, most terrifying thing that I fear? Yes. My Imagination. I thought you were going to say Fear, itself. Then you have a small imagination. Roland and Eddie

The man in black smiled. Shall we tell the truth then, you and I? No more lies? I thought we had been. But the man in black persisted as if Roland hadn't spoken. Shall there be truth between us, as two men? Not as friends, but as equals? There is an offer you will get rarely, Roland. Only equals speak the truth, that's my thought on't. Friends and lovers lie endlessly, caught in the web of regard. How tiresome!

Worlds which had trembled for a moment in their orbits now steadied, and in one of those worlds, in a desert that was the apotheosis of all deserts, a man named Roland turned over in his bedroll and slept easily once again beneath the alien constellations.

Him's name is Roland, Mama. I dream about him, sometimes. Him's a King, too.

I deal in lead! Roland called, and Eddie felt goose-bumps pebble his arms.

The man in black smiled. Shall we tell the truth then, you and I? No more lies? I thought we had been. But the man in black persisted as if Roland hadn't spoken. Shall there be truth between us, as two men? Not as friends, but as equals? There is an offer you will get rarely, Roland. Only equals speak the truth, that's my thought on't. Friends and lovers lie endlessly, caught in the web of regard. How tiresome!

Thee's a good man, Roland of Gilead." He considered this, then slowly shook his head. "All my life I've had the fastest hands, but at being good I was always a little too slow." She

So fell Lord Perth," murmured Roland. "And the countryside did shake with that thunder," Jake finished.

Aye. Would'ee speak a word of prayer first, Roland? To whatever God thee holds?" "I hold to no God," Roland said. "I hold to the Tower, and won't pray to that.

I generally use a lot of analog instruments, a few synths from the '80s like the Roland Juno-106, and an old Fender bullet guitar.

Roland was staring at Tiffany, so nonplussed he was nearly minused.

Roland had sworn off children—they kept trying to kill him.