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

You'll never get to be a saint if you deny the bit of the devil in you.

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

If ever you do go back, what is it you want of Evesham?" "Do I know? [...] The silence, it might be ... or the stillness. To have no more running to do ... to have arrived, and have no more need to run. The appetite changes. Now I think it would be a beautiful thing to be still.

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

They sell courage of a sort in the taverns. And another sort, though not for sale, a man can find in the confessional. Try the alehouses and the churches, Hugh. In either a man can be quiet and think.

Integrity expects integrity.