There is something pagan in me that I cannot shake off. In short, I deny nothing, but doubt everything.
A woman who gives any advantage to a man may expect a lover - but will sooner or later find a tyrant.
The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars
Did wander darkling in the eternal space.
Gwynned lies two days westwards; still further south, the weregeld calls. Mayhap with All-Father Woden's favour, my deeds may yet inspire the skalds.
I awoke one morning to find myself famous.
A woman being never at a loss... the devil always sticks by them.
If I could always read I should never feel the want of company.
A timid mind is apt to mistake every scratch for a mortal wound.
I have a great mind to believe in Christianity for the mere pleasure of fancying I may be damned.