And yes, there's a simplicity to writing books because you're not a member of a team, so you make all the decisions yourself instead of deferring to a committee.
Because there could not be peace, not while two tribes shared one land. One tribe must win. Even the nailed god cannot change that truth. And I was a… - Bernard Cornwell
Because there could not be peace, not while two tribes shared one land. One tribe must win. Even the nailed god cannot change that truth. And I was a…
- Bernard Cornwell
You know what circumcision is, Private? - Bernard Cornwell
You know what circumcision is, Private?
And yes, there's a simplicity to writing books because you're not a member of a team, so you make all the decisions yourself instead of deferring to … - Bernard Cornwell
And yes, there's a simplicity to writing books because you're not a member of a team, so you make all the decisions yourself instead of deferring to …
I know nothing about producing TV drama and any involvement on my part is liable to prove an obstacle to the producers, so I prefer to be a cheerlead… - Bernard Cornwell
I know nothing about producing TV drama and any involvement on my part is liable to prove an obstacle to the producers, so I prefer to be a cheerlead…
Looking back, of course, it was irresponsible, mad, forlorn, idiotic, but if you don't take chances then you'll never have a winning hand, and I've n… - Bernard Cornwell
Looking back, of course, it was irresponsible, mad, forlorn, idiotic, but if you don't take chances then you'll never have a winning hand, and I've n…
Book tours and research provide a lot of travel - too much, I sometimes think, but we do take vacations. - Bernard Cornwell
Book tours and research provide a lot of travel - too much, I sometimes think, but we do take vacations.
There are seasons of our lives when nothing seems to be happening, when no smoke betrays a burned town or homestead and few tears are shed for the ne… - Bernard Cornwell
There are seasons of our lives when nothing seems to be happening, when no smoke betrays a burned town or homestead and few tears are shed for the ne…
The bards sing of love, they celebrate slaughter, they extol kings and flatter queens, but were I a poet I would write in praise of friendship. - Bernard Cornwell
The bards sing of love, they celebrate slaughter, they extol kings and flatter queens, but were I a poet I would write in praise of friendship.
We don't build,' I said to my son, 'we just destroy. - Bernard Cornwell
We don't build,' I said to my son, 'we just destroy.
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