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I do understand that you can look into someone’s eyes,” I heard myself saying, “and suddenly know that life will be impossible without them.

Bernard Cornwell

Looking back, of course, it was irresponsible, mad, forlorn, idiotic, but if you don’t take chances then you’ll never have a winning hand, and I’ve no regrets.
BERNARD CORNWELL

Hands Regret Winning
Even the nailed god cannot change that truth. And I was a warrior, and in a world at war the warrior must be cruel.
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Change Cruel Nailed Truth Warrior
Television is a young person’s medium.
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Mediums Person Television Young
Love is a dangerous thing. It comes in disguise to change our life… Lust is the deceiver. Lust wrenches our lives until nothing matters except the one we think we love, and under that deceptive spell we kill for them, give all for them, and then, when we have what we have wanted.
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Love Men Thinking Wanted Wrenches
Because there could not be peace, not while two tribes shared one land. One tribe must win.
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Change Land War Winning
Book tours and research provide a lot of travel – too much, I sometimes think, but we do take vacations.
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Book Thinking Travel Vacation
Of course some days are easier than others, but my worst day is better than being in most humdrum occupations.
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Easier Occupation
We make children and wealth and amass land and build halls and assemble armies and give great feasts, but only one thing survives us. Reputation.
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Amass Army Children Feasts Land
Know that their voice can make your heart miss a beat and that their company is all your happiness can ever desire and that their absence will leave your soul alone, bereft and lost.
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Alone Company Happiness Leave Lost Miss Soul
Only a fool wants war, but once a war starts then it cannot be fought half-heartedly. It cannot even be fought with regret, but must be waged with a savage joy in defeating the enemy, and it is that savage joy that inspires our bards to write their greatest songs about love and war.
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Fool Love Regret Savage Song Start
I’m fortunate that the books sell, but even more fortunate to live in Chatham, to be very happily married and to have, on the whole, a fairly clear conscience.
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Book Clear Happily Married
Then you start another book and suddenly the galley proofs of the last one come in and you have to wrench your attention away from what you’re writing and try to remember what you were thinking when you wrote the previous one.
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Attention Book Proof Thinking Writing
What I mean by that is that the point of life, as I see it, is not to write books or scale mountains or sail oceans, but to achieve happiness, and preferably an unselfish happiness.
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Achieve Funny Inspirational Ocean
We discover that it is all an illusion and nothing is there. Lust is a voyage to nowhere, to an empty land, but some men just love such voyages and never care about the destination. Love is a voyage too, a voyage with no destination except death, but a voyage of bliss.
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Destination Love Lust Men Such Voyage
Every day is ordinary, until it isn’t.
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Day Every Ordinary Unit
This is our land, mixed with our blood, strengthened with our bone. Ours!
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Blood Bone Land Our Strengthened

I do understand that you can look into someone’s eyes,” I heard myself saying, “and suddenly know that life will be impossible without them.

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