Only people who're positive enough to have friends have enemies. When you're as glum and morose as he was, people just give up and go away.
You'll never get to be a saint if you deny the bit of the devil in you.
Bitter though it may be to many, Cadfael concluded, there is no substitute for truth, in this or any case.
Despair is deadly sin, but worse, it is mortal folly.
It takes a lot to wound a man without illusions.
One century's saint is the next century's heretic ... and one century's heretic is the next century's saint. It is as well to think long and calmly before affixing either name to any man.