June 29, 2006
Riding with the hellequin
“And now,” he changed into execrable Latin, “in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit, I absolve you.” He made the sign of the cross. “Don't waste your life, Tom.”
“I think I already have, father.”
“You're just young. It seems like that when you're young. Life's nothing but joy or misery when you're young.” He helped Thomas up from his knees. “You're not hanging from a gibbet, are you? You're alive, Tom, and there's a deal of life in you yet.” He smiled. “I have a feeling we shall meet again.”
Nah, I'm not pointing this at anyone in particular — or, well, maybe I did think of several people when I read it, including myself. And that was just halfway through the first part of Harlequin — the first book of Bernard Cornwell's Grail Quest trilogy. The rest of Harlequin (almost through with the second part now) promises to be just as good, and full of sayings to remember.
Posted by roam at June 29, 2006 03:06 PM
