Book: The iron king

And it's unexpected approval of his actions come from the masses, it was more expensive and more valuable than the noisy praise of courtiers.

In the wilderness he spoke to the man, and this man free and happy thanks to him, Philip. The heavy burden of government and of the years immediately became easy.

Only among trees, herbs and animals king Philip felt the fullness of life, and even serenity.

... and this evening in his head has made a decision to marry Marie, in spite of all obstacles and interference, and perhaps even because of these obstacles and interference.

Grab this pouch - it's a thousand livres: this is the gun all the stronger blades in the world.

And those that scream, Angerran, never learn, never learn that it is not in my power to give them what they need, what it depends on time. Victory is mine forget, and will remember the tax that I have them laid, and I blame the fact that I was in his reign not fed them.

"What? - asked the king. - For what? Where is my victory? Somewhere that could survive me?"
He suddenly felt all the futility of their actions, and felt with such clarity, what are your thoughts on that covered by the idea of their own end and the upcoming the disappearance of all things, as if the world will cease to exist with him.

Strangled by taxes, but the tax is the devil's invention.

Close friends who had been imprisoned princesses hurried to weave an invisible web of intrigue, to use all his influence, only to renounce yesterday's friendship, of which they boasted before. Moved, started a Shuttle of fear, ambition and aspirations, slowly tightening, to hide under a new pattern roughly torn fabric.

- Each of us - he said didactically - can be duped by people he trusted.

A person can not resist when about it speak well, and we, the business people, the flatterer is worse than a thief.

Able to fondle a lady learn to respect her reputation!

I really thought that it was my last hour, and decided to confess before God his sins. Fortunately, they were so many that I don't have time to sort through the half, it seemed to land. The rest I saved for the way back.

- And you're prettier, cousin, - he said.
- Do not lie so shamelessly; from whence comes beauty after a twelve-hour journey, and even at that dust? - said the Queen.
- If people loved your image, cherished his memory for many weeks, he does not notice the dust, he sees only your eyes.