as roads go, the road home is as good as any.

Even a saint may take pleasure, in retrospect, in having been once desired

There is no one who cannot be hated, against whatever odds. Nor anyone who cannot be loved, against all reason.

Nothing is more pleasing and engaging than the sense of having conferred benefits. Not even the gratification of receiving them.

Death, after all, is the common expectation from birth. Neither heroes nor cowards can escape it.

Brother Cadfael knew better than to be in a hurry, where souls were concerned. There was plenty of elbow-room in eternity.

Truth is a hard master, and costly to serve, but it simplifies all problems.