Quotes About Loyalty

Nós queremos a fidelidade nas pessoas que amamos, senhora, então não é óbvio que elas a queiram em nós? A fidelidade é um presente que oferecemos aos que amamos.

I am Uhtred, son of Uhtred, and this is the tale of a blood feud. It is a tale of how I will take from my enemy what the law says is mine. And it is the tale of a woman and her father, a king. He was my king and all that I have I owe to him. The food that I eat, the hall where I live, and the swords of my men, all come from Alfred, my king, who hated me.

Ravn had given me much advice and all of it was good, but now, in the night wind, I remembered just one thing he had said to me on the night we first met, something I had never forgotten. Never, he had said, never fight Ubba.

Imbecille? - Certo. E sul fatto che sia un imbecille non possono esserci dubbi. Pensaci un attimo! Lancillotto vive, Mordred vive, Cerdic vive e Ginevra vive! Se qualcuno vuole vivere in eterno a questo mondo, la soluzione migliore è diventare nemico di Artù.

Guinefort had been a dog and, so far as Thomas's father knew, the only animal ever to be canonized. The beast had saved a baby from a wolf, then been martyred by his owner, who thought the dog had eaten the baby when in truth he had hidden it beneath the cot.

It was while he was on the tower that Robbie came to the rampart beneath. 'I want you to look at this,' Robbie called up to him, and flourished a newly painted shield. 'You like it?' Thomas peered down and, in the moonlight, saw something red. 'What is it?' he asked. 'A blood smear?' 'You blind English bastard,' Robbie said, 'it's the red heart of Douglas!' 'Ah. From up here it looks like something died on the shield.

Defend what's left. You can have fifty men." "Fifty! That's not enough..." "Forty," I snarled, "and if you lose the fort I'll cut your kidneys out and eat them." We were at war.

A lord who does not distribute wealth is a lord who will lose the allegiance of his men

It was the year 878, I was twenty-one years old and believed my swords could win me the whole world. I was Uhtred of Bebbanburg, the man who had killed Ubba Lothbrokson beside the sea and who had spilled Svein of the White Horse from his saddle at Ethandun. I was the man who had given Alfred his kingdom back and I hated him. So I would leave him. My path was the sword-path, and it would take me home. I would go north.

Next time we fight the Danes you'll be with me. You? Because we are warriors, I said, and our job is to kill our enemies, not be nursemaids to weaklings.

The people follow him. Because they have no choice. They follow, but do they love him? Some do, Appah Rao answered. But what does it matter? Why should a ruler want his people's love? Their obedience, yes, but love? Love is for children, McCandless, and for gods and for women.

What is an oath? A promise to serve a lord, but to Christians there is always a higher allegiance.

You're to grovel." Æthelwold spoke for the first time. He grinned at me. We were not exactly friends, but we had drunk together often enough and he seemed to like me. "You're to dress like a girl," Æthelwold continued, "go on your knees and be humiliated." "And

Derfel] La mia spada era coperta di sangue, avevo la mano destra appiccicosa e la manica della cotta tutta macchiata, ma nemmeno una goccia di quel sangue era mia.

Houve um tempo em que Sansum se ajoelhava diante de mim e beijava minha espada

so long as Ivar is weak he will be your friend. Strengthen him and you make an enemy. -What use is a weak friend? -More use than a strong enemy.

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

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

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.

What binds a man to his land? What power within allows him to give his life to preserve his land and the lives of the families who work it? It can only be love.

So you settle to be a slave, eh? Yes, lord, no, lord, let me hold your prick while you piss all over me, lord?

Sometimes, when I tell folk my story, they ask why I did not run away from the pagans, why I did not escape southward into the lands where the Danes did not yet rule, but it never occurred to me to try. I was happy, I was alive, I was with Ragnar, and it was enough.

Bernard Cornwell

Most men want to follow, and what they demand of their leader is prosperity. We are the ring givers, the gold givers.