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“Do you think we can be friends?�� I asked.
He stared up at the ceiling. “Probably not, but we can pretend.”
― Priya Ardis, Ever My Merlin

“Vane grabbed me. “DuLac, let’s chat.��
Chat. British-speak for “Stand still while I yell at you.”
― Priya Ardis, My Merlin Awakening

“She left the web, she left the loom,
She made three paces through the room,
She saw the water-lily bloom,
She saw the helmet and the plume,
She look'd down to Camelot.
Out flew the web and floated wide;
The mirror crack'd from side to side;
"The curse is come upon me," cried
The Lady of Shalott.”
― Alfred Lord Tennyson, The Lady of Shalott

“Vane’s lips tightened to suppress a smile. “Why so hostile, love?��
“You whacked me on the head with a ball!��
“You deserved it.”
― Priya Ardis, My Merlin Awakening

“I caught his hand. “What do you want me to do?��
Leaning down, he kissed the pulse beating on my neck just above the damaged skin. “Tomorrow, I need you to die.”
― Priya Ardis, My Merlin Awakening

“He’d used the amulet to read my thoughts again.
I pictured smacking him in the face.”
― Priya Ardis, Ever My Merlin

“I noticed him right away. No, it wasn’t his lean, rugged face. Or the dark waves of shiny hair that hung just a little too long on his forehead. It wasn’t the slim, collarless biker jacket he wore, hugging his lean shoulders. It was the way he stood. The confident way he waited in the cafeteria line to get a slice of pizza. He didn’t saunter. He didn’t amble. He stood at the center, and let the other people buzz around him. His stance was straight and sure.”
― Priya Ardis, Ever My Merlin

“To expect and dread a thing for a lifetime; does not prepare you for the thing itself.”
― Mary Stewart, Mary Stewart's Merlin Trilogy

“Rough palms cradled my face while my fingers gripped the pillow on either side of his. Lips, teeth, tongue, mingled together. I ate him up and didn’t let go until I had to come up for air.”
― Priya Ardis

“Ah Gawaine, Gawaine, ye have betrayed me; for never shall my court be amended by you, but ye will never be sorry for me as I am for you”
― Sir Thomas Malory, Le Morte d'Arthur

“Matt was almost completely naked. A tattered loincloth and an ugly chain with a yellow diamond were his only apparel.”
― Priya Ardis

“To many-towered Camelot”
― Alfred Lord Tennyson, The Lady of Shalott

“I am never in the dark when I am protecting you.”
― Kiersten White, The Camelot Betrayal

“But the past holds her secrets dear, and try as I may, I cannot coax them out of her.”
― Kiersten White, The Guinevere Deception

“The flock of birds always living in her chest these days had been startled. They flund themselves against the confines of her ribs, beating and flapping in a frenzy inside of her.”
― Kiersten White, The Camelot Betrayal

“How unfortunate that nature was both the most peaceful and the most dangerous place possible. But that was its duality. It gave life and it took it, provided and withheld, offered beauty and danger in equal measure. Camelot was safe and ordered and structured, so many things put in place to separate people from nature. Roofs and walls. Pipes for water. Swords with men to wield them. The separation was a protection but also a loss.”
― Kiersten White, The Camelot Betrayal

“Holding the horse’s reins was a man with dark hair on his head and chin. He wore a large sword at his side and smelled like the movement of water and wind.”
― Audrey Mackaman, A Dog in King Arthur’s Court

“She had constant tension from her magic knotted into the rooms and surrounding city, and even if that had not been the case, she found herself perpetually mulling over the figurative knots of her life and choices, checking for weaknesses, for where she could have done better.”
― Kiersten White, The Camelot Betrayal

“Camelot era el halo angelical que soportaba el peso de la tierra que era el mundo que era el centro del día que era el extremo exacto de la noche, que era esa sensación de terror entre sus pulmones cuando lo observaban tan brillante que tenía que quemarse su piel.”
― Verónica Pazos, Noche en Tintagel

“�� “Arthur’s whole demeanor shifted as he gestured with so much animation he nearly spilled his drink. “Did you see him fight? Oh, he is magnificent. I have longed to declare a tournament for him, but the problem with rule of law is that you have to abide by your own silly ideas.�� P.73
“There was a dangerous magic in pretending�� But when Arthur looked across the room and his entire being lit up with happiness at seeing her, she forgot again. She beamed at him as he rushed to her and gave her an exaggerated, silly bow. In the space of crossing the floor, he had transformed from conquering king commanding men twice his age to �� Arthur.�� P.83
“Iron bites, but it does not kill. And I am accustomed to pain.�� P.319
“You cannot let her rise. You know what it would mean.��
“A return to nature. A return to the wild magic at the heart of this country. Do you know who carved Camelot out of the mountain? It was not men. Men came in and claimed it, because that is what men do.�� He held his sword and stared at how it caught the moonlight. “I do not want men to die. But they need to be reminded of their place in this world. Someone has to stop them claiming everything worth having. Stop them claiming everyone worth having.�� He held a hand out to Guinevere. “You do not belong in Camelot.�� P.320
“Guinevere understood Mordred’s anger. She felt it herself. Everything wondrous was being unmade, and it was terrible beyond comprehension. But wonder, too, was terrible.�� P.321
“She looked into Arthur’s warm eyes. The boy king. He carried the weight of a kingdom.
She nodded. “Do it.��
Arthur held her gaze. And then the king disappeared, leaving only her friend. Her Arthur.
He sheathed his sword.�� P.325”
― Kiersten White, The Guinevere Deception

“If he failed, it was with honor.
In his name we all dwell
in Camelot

Long after the towers fall,
and merlins nest
in the ruined stones.”
― Jane Yolen

“Evil?�� Merlin shook his head. “No. They are like humans and dogs and any other creature that lives. Some are good. Some are bad. And some…�� he tilted the brim of his hat up. “Want only to live peaceful lives. They have been here for some time, after all, before people, before dogs and horses, before the trees and stones. Some can be quite dangerous when stirred to action, but they are not, all of them, evil.”
― Audrey Mackaman

“Arched pillars held up a very high ceiling that echoed with the sounds of footsteps as everyone bustled about their business. They all seemed to know exactly what to do and where to go...”
― Audrey Mackaman, A Dog in King Arthur’s Court

“But how are we going to carry that great beastie back?�� “Leave that to me.�� Tristan got on his knees and scooped Cavall up. With a grunt of exertion, he stood, holding the deerhound in his arms. Cavall licked his face to show his gratitude. Tristan snorted and turned his head away, but in the way people did when they pretended to not want a lick to the face.”
― Audrey Mackaman, A Dog in King Arthur’s Court

“The shining light of Logres shone as high and clear as ever, but as a candle flares before it gutters out.”
― Rosemary Sutcliff, The Sword and the Circle: King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table

“He spun her world in silver-blue
Catching in the light the faintest hues
A maiden from a castle tall
Its towers spun of silk
But it could not stand against the winds
Without foundation laid more firm
And so the tide rushed forward
And took it far from view
Far, far away from view.

She bent before the boat
Laughter once in her eyes
Silenced in the morning still
And so she stepped into its web
An echo of another age
And weaving through the waters soft
Like the Lady of Shalott
Her Camelot in mind’s eye
Too lost in silver-turned shadow gray
To note the one who stood afar
Beside the willowy tree behind
Eyes cast in farther distance still
Not far from where she lay.

Her heart knew only the web that spun
And onward she rowed, longer she held.

Of silk, a flimsy dash of hope
Of silk, a hope dashed in its midst
Oh, its towers spun of silk.

It could not stand
It could not stand
For, it was not a rock.”
― Gina Marinello-Sweeney , Peter

“E così avvenne che quando il ragazzo che sarebbe stato il mio pupillo subì la mia influenza, io gli insegnai secondo le antiche tradizioni dell'antica Roma, e della Roma repubblicana, e secondo le idee del vecchio vescovo Alarico e di Palagio, e secondo le idee che regnavano a Camelot ai tempi di mio padre e di suo padre, e che non erano le idee della nuova Roma. Il ragazzo a cui feci da maestro apprese la pulizia, la semplice religiosità, la disciplina e la vita di un guerriero. Apprese a godere la bontà della vita, a godere e ad apprezzare la bontà e la forza delle donne, e ad accettare per vere l'intrinseca nobiltà e la bontà dell'uomo.”
― Jack Whyte

“CAMELOT - Don't let it be forgot, that once there was a spot, for one brief shining moment that was known as CAMELOT.

There will be great presidents again. There will never be another CAMELOT again.”
― JACKIE KENNEDY (In Loving Memory and Greatly Beloved)

“In the spring, the little flowers came out obediently in the meads, and the dew sparkled, and the birds sang. In the summer it was beautifully hot for no less than four months, and, if it did rain just enough for agricultural purposes, they managed to arrange it so that it rained while you were in bed. In the autumn the leaves flamed and rattled before the west winds, tempering their sad adieu with glory. And in the winter, which was confined by statute to two months, the snow lay evenly, three feet thick, but never turned into slush.”
― T.H. White

“Most salesmen are no-nonsense guys. But I’m not like them. I’m the #1 nonsense salesman in all of Camelot.”
― Jarod Kintz, A Memoir of Memories and Memes