Merivel Quotes
Merivel: A Man of His Time
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“It is merely that I have been held in an embrace so strong by the journey that I find I have relinquished the will to arrive.”
― Merivel: A Man of His Time
― Merivel: A Man of His Time
“But such are our days. Such are the days and times of Every Man and, no matter how hard we work and strive, we can never know when something shall be given to us and when it will be taken away.”
― Merivel: A Man of His Time
― Merivel: A Man of His Time
“A game of shuttlecock: And I thought how there had not been an evening as sweet as this one at Bidnold for many a long time, and how it was as if all my Melancholy had been swept from my heart and sent by the Shuttlecock into some faraway void.”
― Merivel: A Man of His Time
― Merivel: A Man of His Time
“Versailles: The best I can set down is to say that the whole seemed, almost, to flow in its wondrous horizontal order, and its colours of pink brick and cream stone to rise up in one harmonous chord, as though it had been conjured there, not be any architect but by a composer of Music.”
― Merivel: A Man of His Time
― Merivel: A Man of His Time
“he had sweetly conjured for me an image of the Paradise in which my Parents now resided.
It was, as befitting my Father's trade, a Haberdasher's Paradise, with clouds made of wool and Feather Trees waving in the wind, and paths strewn with pearl buttons and fields of linen-weave and houses made of Buckram. And sometimes, when melancholy struck me down, I had tried to imagine this fanciful kingdom, with my Mother and Father in it, and my Mother exclaiming, "Oh, do look, dearest, a Ribbon Grove ! Do you see how pretty it is !”
― Merivel: A Man of His Time
It was, as befitting my Father's trade, a Haberdasher's Paradise, with clouds made of wool and Feather Trees waving in the wind, and paths strewn with pearl buttons and fields of linen-weave and houses made of Buckram. And sometimes, when melancholy struck me down, I had tried to imagine this fanciful kingdom, with my Mother and Father in it, and my Mother exclaiming, "Oh, do look, dearest, a Ribbon Grove ! Do you see how pretty it is !”
― Merivel: A Man of His Time
