Bernard Cornwell Quotes
A charge of knights was supposed to be thundering death on hooves, a flail of metal driven by the ponderous weight of men, horses and armor, and properly done, it was a mass maker of widows.
Bernard Cornwell
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The systematic dismantling of reproductive rights, much like the takedown of collective bargaining, has been taking place in full view.
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I love the smell of Burger King when I ride past, but sometimes I have to avoid it.
LaMarr Woodley
I'm not stuck in Strikeforce. I'm happy to be with them. It's where I started, and they've been great to me.
Daniel Cormier
So far, Vancouver is my favorite relocation city. It feels like home. Parts of it remind me of the east coast. It's very clean. The food is great. And the people are lovely. Not that I didn't love working in other glamorous locations like Downey, Detroit, Cleveland or Bulgaria... but, damn, it is fun to be Canadian.
Rachel Nichols
I think eating in itself is the act of great sensuality, so all you have to do is point the camera in the right direction.
Padma Lakshmi
I felt that as long as we were being honest, and that we didn't bend the truth to accomplish another goal, to be entertaining or to be a happy ending, I was confident that we'd be able to tell the story the way it happened.
Ted Demme
Love food and I love to eat.
Salma Hayek
Dogs feel very strongly that they should always go with you in the car, in case the need should arise for them to bark violently at nothing right in your ear.
Dave Barry
After one year in the Texas League, the American League bought the rights to my contract. They optioned me back to the Texas League for the 1970 season.
Jim Evans
What great writers have done to cities is not to tell us what happens in them, but to remember what they think happened or, indeed, might have happened. And so Dickens reinvented London, Joyce, Dublin, and so on.
Andre Aciman
Most men, however brave, have some anxiety or fear in them.
Zahīr ud-Dīn Muhammad
A charge of knights was supposed to be thundering death on hooves, a flail of metal driven by the ponderous weight of men, horses and armor, and properly done, it was a mass maker of widows.
Bernard Cornwell