#arthurian

But, I believe," I continue, "I know what true love is - or what it should be." "What should it be?" Tristan asks, his voice soft now. "It should be a friendship and truly knowing who a person is, knowing his flaws and hopes and strengths and fears, knowing all of it. And admiring and caring for - loving the person because of those things. ↗

— Lisa Ann Sandell

#elaine-of-ascalot #friendship #gradual-love #lady-of-shallot #over-the-years

I have neither talent or taste for kingship, cousin. I am a warrior, and to dwell always in one place and live at court would weary me to death! ↗

— Marion Zimmer Bradley

#gawaine #death

Myrddin', I said gently, 'what is she to you?' His head whipped round and he glared at me. His mouth was a grimace of revulsion, and his eyes were hard, bright points of pain. 'She is my death ↗

— Stephen R. Lawhead

#death

All that winter's day and far into the night the kings twisted and squirmed, but Merlin held them in his iron grasp and would not let go. He became first a rock, and then a mountain in Arthur's defence. Arthur stood equally unmoved. No power on earth could have prevailed against them . . . ↗

— Stephen R. Lawhead

#equality

Stop, Morgian. Your wiles cannot avail you now.’ He turned to the High King and said, ‘The hurt this woman has done me, I readily forgive. It is for the harm that she has caused others that she is to be judged. ↗

— Stephen R. Lawhead

#arthurian-legend #merlin #forgiveness

The sweetness of love is short-lived, but the pain endures. ↗

— Thomas Malory

#love #love

And then, just as I begin to raise my sword to cleave a path to Arthur's side, there comes a sound like a tempest wind - the blast of a mighty sea gale. Men fall back, suddenly afraid. They cover their heads with their arms and peer into the darkness above. What is it? Is the roof falling? The sky? The strange sound subsides and they glance at one another in fear and awe. Merlin is there. The Emrys is standing calmly beside Arthur. His hands are empty and upraised, his face stern in the unnatural silence he has created . . . ↗

— Stephen R. Lawhead

#men

Soft sun shone down on a misty cathedral at the opposite end of a football-field length courtyard. The cathedral had a long pointed tower with beautiful rose and ivory stained glass windows. Pink-petal flowers and deep green ivy climbed the stones from the ground to it’s roof. A large fountain stood in the middle of the courtyard with water falling from several lion’s heads. Between the misty air and rolling slope of the earth, the grounds reminded me of a long lost fairy tale. ↗

— Priya Ardis

#coming-of-age #e-books #ebooks #fairy-tales #heroic-fantasy

Yet some men say in many parts of England that King Arthur is not dead, but had by the will of our Lord Jesu into another place; and men say that he shall come again, and he shall win the holy cross. ↗

— Thomas Malory

#england #hope #immortality #king-arthur #matter-of-britain

Why did you wear heels? How are you supposed to fight a gargoyle in what you're wearing? ↗

— Priya Ardis

#chick-lit #coming-of-age #e-books #ebooks #fairy-tales