Quotes About Alfred

Alfred was obsessed by order, obsessed by the task of marshaling life's chaos into something that could be controlled. He would do it by the church and by the law, which are much the same thing, but I wanted to see a pattern in the strands of life. In the end I found one, and it had nothing to do with any god, but with people. With the people we love.

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.

Sometime in that wet darkness, Thor's Day turned into Freya's Day. Freya was Woden's wife, the goddess of love, and for all of her day the rain continued to fall. A wind rose in the afternoon, a high wind that tore at Wintanceaster's thatch and drove the rain in malevolent spite, and that same night King Alfred, who had ruled in Wessex for twenty-eight years and was in the fiftieth year of his life, died.

King Alfred's dream was turning into reality. I am old enough to remember a time when the Danes ruled almost all of what is now England. They captured Northumbria, took East Anglia, and occupied all of Mercia. Guthrum the Dane had then invaded Wessex, driving Alfred and a handful of men into the marshes of Sumorsæte, but Alfred had won the unlikely victory at Ethandun, and ever since the Saxons had inexorably worked their way northwards.

And thus Berg Skallagrimmrson entered my service. Fate is inexorable. I was not to know it, but I had just made Alfred's dream of Englaland come true.

Alfred would not listen. He was a clever man, perhaps as clever as any man born, but he did not understand battle. He did not understand that battle is not just about numbers, it is not about moving tall pieces, and it is not even about who has the advantage in ground, but about passion and madness and a screaming, ungovernable rage.

Wessex. At the very least Alfred would pay

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

There was a tremulousness to those days. All Britain waited to hear of Alfred's death, in the certain knowledge that his passing would scatter the runesticks

There's no written life of him that I know of," Alfred said, "but we must surely compose one. He could be a saint for mothers." "Or for wheelbarrows, lord.

Alfred has trapped you, Uhtred." "No," I said, "the spinners did that." Ur r, Ver andi, and Skuld, the three women who spin our threads at the foot of Yggdrasil, had decided my fate. Destiny is all. "I shall go to my woman," I said.

We believe... that the applause of silence is the only kind that counts.

This truth within thy mind rehearse, That in a boundless universe Is boundless better, boundless worse.

This farce with "Titania and Alfred" is not as trivial as it may at first glance seem in the context of a biography. It characterized Elisabeth's relations with her admirers, as well as her inability to separate reality from fantasy. The fact that she spent many hours composing the Alfred poems shows the extent of her isolation.

Batman: What do you think Alfred? Alfred: I think you're a bad driver. Batman: I've got Lucius looking into another car- Alfred: Well you're going to need one if you actually want to catch these blokes. Tea's on the table behind you.

Alfred: Are you alright? Batman: I'm going to need a better car. Police are here. They'll pick up the others. Alfred: And they'll probably be back on the streets by sunrise thanks to Harvey Dent. I know you don't want to hear it, but if you want to make Gotham a safer place we need to rethink how we're going to do that. You should come home now. Dinner's gonna get cold. Batman: Don't tell me it's cottage pie again. Alfred:...I'll order a pizza.

The total absence of humour from the Bible is one of the most singular things in all literature.

Now for a handful of guilders I happen to have a private and uncut performance of the rape of the Sabine Women - or rather woman, or rather Alfred -Get your skirt on Alfred!

The total absence of humour in the Bible is one of the most singular things in all literature.

The sin That neither God nor man can well forgive.

It's been noted that one of the keys to Alfred Hitchcock's success as a filmmaker was that he didn't draw characters as much as he drew character types; this is how he normalized the cinematic experience.

Le Silence est la Poésie même pour moi.

You can fail as Bruce Wayne," he said. "As Batman, you can't afford to." "Is that what you're afraid of?" Bruce asked indignantly. "That if I go back out there, I'll fail?" "No," Alfred said. "I'm afraid you want to.

would achieve lasting notoriety, becoming a permanent part of our national folklore. His name was Alfred Packer