“I know hardly anything about Galahad except that everybody dislikes him." "Dislikes him?" "They complain about him being inhuman." Lancelot considered his… — T.H. White Copy Share Image
“Lancelot tried to have a Word. His Word was valuable to him not only because he was good, but also because he… — T.H. WHite Copy Share Image
“Don't kill me,' said the knight. 'I yield. I yield. You can't kill a man at mercy.' Lancelot put up his sword… — T.H. White Copy Share Image
“Guenever never cared for God. She was a good theologian, but that was all. The truth was that she was old and… — T.H. White Copy Share Image
“It was well for him, with his chivalry and mysticism, to make the grand renunciation. But it takes two to make love,… — T.H. White Copy Share Image
“He loved Arthur and he loved Guenever and he hated himself. The best knight of the world: everybody envied the self-esteem which… — T.H. White Copy Share Image
“Finally, there was the impediment of his nature. In the secret parts of his peculiar brain, those unhappy and inextricable tangles which… — T.H. White Copy Share Image
“Lancelot and Guenever were sitting at the solar window. An observer of the present day, who knew the Arthurian legend only from… — T.H. White Copy Share Image
“He was standing in the Inner Court, shouting for his enemy. When Guenever saw him, and he saw her, the electric message… — T.H. White Copy Share Image
“Guenever began to breathe through her nose. She was feeling as if there were two red thumbs behind her eyeballs, trying to push them… — T.H. White Copy Share Image
“Gawaine and Gareth took turns with the fat ass, one of them whacking it while the other rode bareback.” — T.H. White Copy Share Image
“No. There is one fairly good reason for fighting--and that is, if the other man starts it. You see, wars are a wickedness, perhaps… — T.H. White Copy Share Image
“It is generally the trustful and optimistic people who can afford to retreat. The loveless and faithless ones are compelled by their pessimism to… — T.H. White Copy Share Image
“The mustard—pot got up and walked over to his plate on thin silver legs that waddled like the owl’s. Then it uncurled its handles… — T.H. White Copy Share Image
“It was Christmas night, the eve of the Boxing Day Meet. You must remember that this was in the old Merry England of Gramarye,… — T.H. White Copy Share Image
“I see what you think you mean," said the magician, "but you are wrong. There is no excuse for war, none whatever, and whatever… — T.H. White Copy Share Image
“I suppose the best way to tell the story is simply to narrate it, without an effort to carry belief. The thing did not… — T.H. White Copy Share Image
“It is only the people who are lacking, or bad, or inferior, who have to be good at things.” — T.H. White Copy Share Image
“The fortress was entered by tunnels in the rock, and, over the entrance to each tunnel, there was a notice which said: EVERYTHING NOT… — T.H. White Copy Share Image
“I incline my agreement with Toirdealbhach,' said Gareth. 'After all, what is the good of killing poor kerns who do not know anything? It… — T.H. White Copy Share Image
