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Of course some days are easier than others, but my worst day is better than being in most humdrum occupations.

Bernard Cornwell

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
A man does not see where he treads in battle, for he is watching the enemy.
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Battle Enemy Men Watching
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
Writing is a solitary occupation.
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Occupation Solitary Writing
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
You know what circumcision is, Private?
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Circumcision Knows Private
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
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
So far it’s 43 books in 25 years.
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Book Far Years
I’ll happily mentor anyone who wants mentoring, and most of that goes on by internet rather than face to face.
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Mentor Mentoring Want
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
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
This is our land, mixed with our blood, strengthened with our bone. Ours!
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Blood Bone Land Our Strengthened
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
Latin! The language of God! Or perhaps He speaks Hebrew? I suppose that’s more likely and it will make things rather awkward in heaven, won’t it? Will we all have to learn Hebrew?
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Awkward God Heaven Latin Suppose
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

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