Occupation: Novelist Birth: December 14, 1920 Death: July 23, 1992
Why should a deserter take the trouble to light Rutupiae Beacon?” Aquila demanded, and his voice sounded rough in is own ears. “Maybe in farewell, ma….
When the playful me shows up, I am ready to be a serious learner … a culture of playfulness is closely related to the capacity to learn..
I do not think that you can be changing the end of a song or a story like that, as though it were quite separate from the rest. I think the end of a ….
And what will they do to you when you have told them this story?' Esca said very simply, 'They will kill me.' 'I am sorry, but I do not think much of….
Esca tossed the slender papyrus roll onto the cot, and set his own hands over Marcus's. "I have not served the Centurion because I was his slave," he….
The young Centurion, who had been completely still throughout, said very softly, as though to himself, "Greater love hath no man--" and Justin though….
Better to be a laughing-stock than lose the fort for fear of being one..
And it came to Marcus suddenly that slaves very seldom whistled. They might sing, if they felt like it or if the rhythm helped their work, but whistl….
But tonight, because Rome had fallen and Felix was dead, because of Valerius’s shame, the empty hut seemed horribly lonely, and there was a small ach….
It may be that the night will close over us in the end, but I believe that morning will come again. Morning always grows out of the darkness, though ….
I have a special "ah, here I am again, I know exactly what they are going to have for breakfast" feeling when I get back into Roman Britain, which is….
We shall have made such a blaze that men will remember us on the other side or the dark..
...extraordinarily beautiful, and slightly out of focus..