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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.

Bernard Cornwell

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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Eye Heard Heart Impossible Voice
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
The bards sing of love, they celebrate slaughter, they extol kings and flatter queens, but were I a poet I would write in praise of friendship.
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Friendship Kings Queens Writing
We don’t build,’ I said to my son, ‘we just destroy.
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Build Destroy Son
Wyrd bith ful araed (Fate is inexorable).
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Arared Fate Ful Inexorable
Writing is a solitary occupation.
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Occupation Solitary Writing
But when you have order, you don’t need Gods. When everything is well ordered and disciplined then nothing is unexpected.
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Dark Order Powerful
The only mercy of children is that they grow up, as my son has but then, tragically, they beget more children. We do not learn life’s lessons.
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Beget Children Lesson Mercy Son Tragically
Television is a young person’s medium.
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Mediums Person Television Young
You know what circumcision is, Private?
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Circumcision Knows Private
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
Life is a jest of the Gods and there is no justice. You must learn to laugh… or else you’ll weep yourself to death.
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Death Jest Justice Laughing Life
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
A man does not see where he treads in battle, for he is watching the enemy.
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Battle Enemy Men Watching
If you understand everything,’ I said carefully, ‘then there’s no room left for magic. It’s only when you’re lost and frightened and in the dark that you call on the Gods, and they like us to call on them. It makes them feel powerful, and that’s why they like us to live in chaos.
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Carefully Frightened God Lost Magic Room Understand
This is our land, mixed with our blood, strengthened with our bone. Ours!
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Blood Bone Land Our Strengthened

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