David Eddings. Chronicles Helen (№ 38616)

Among you I feel like a man of nobility. I talk with kings and Queens, the highest clergy. No, I'm not trying to mislead yourself, and don't think I have a clouded mind. I know and remember - I'm a bastard and a thief, and that this proximity to the nobility of the time. Most likely it will be until I'll be good. I'm tolerated, not accepted. Though I can't say that I lacked self-esteem and so low to put himself in their eyes. In any case, I accept this temporary equality. At least in order to communicate with intelligent people. Whores and thieves - not too pleasant company. Of course, when everything returns to normal, people are once again closed the door on me... But is it bad for a while to play it? And when it's over, I'll have even more reasons to despise you - noble, rich and well-born.