We make children and wealth and amass land and build halls and assemble armies and give great feasts, but only one thing… — Bernard Cornwell Copy Share Image
Love is a dangerous thing. It comes in disguise to change our life... Lust is the deceiver. Lust wrenches our lives until… — Bernard Cornwell Copy Share Image
Our ancestors took this land. They took it and made it and held it. We do not give up what our ancestors… — Bernard Cornwell Copy Share Image
Because there could not be peace, not while two tribes shared one land. One tribe must win. Even the nailed god cannot… — Bernard Cornwell Copy Share Image
“They laughed, but I was melancholy. The remnants of Rome always make me sad, simply because they are proof that we slide inexorably towards… — Bernard Cornwell Copy Share Image
“Some mothers soften their sons, but Osbert was motherless and I had raised him hard because a man must be hard. The world is… — Bernard Cornwell Copy Share Image
“Enemies come soon enough in a mans life,' he told me, 'you don't need to seek them out” — Bernard Cornwell Copy Share Image
“"He sang the song of the sword, keening as he fed his blade, and Rollo, standing thigh-deep in the creek, ax swinging in murderous… — Bernard Cornwell Copy Share Image
“A battle in the shield wall. It's smelling your enemy's breath while he tries to disembowel you with an axe, it's blood and shit… — Bernard Cornwell Copy Share Image
I'll happily mentor anyone who wants mentoring, and most of that goes on by internet rather than face to face. — Bernard Cornwell Copy Share Image
“Nor did he care about his childhood, for certainly I never heard him speak of it. I once questioned him about his early days… — Bernard Cornwell Copy Share Image
“And we screamed. We screamed our war cry, our shout of slaughter, our joy of being men in battle who are driven by terror.” — Bernard Cornwell Copy Share Image
It's fun. I sit down every day and tell stories. Some folk would kill to get that chance. — Bernard Cornwell Copy Share Image
“You will tell him that Uhtred of Bebbanburg is in a mood to kill.” — Bernard Cornwell Copy Share Image
