Truth can be costly, but in the end it never falls short of value for the price paid.

Despair is deadly sin, but worse, it is mortal folly.

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

Bitter though it may be to many, Cadfael concluded, there is no substitute for truth, in this or any case.

Every spring is the only spring, a perpetual astonishment.

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.