28 Quotes About Guinevere

Truth cannot be changed. When all the flowers of the world are dead, there will still be a true thing that is a flower.

They had a year of joy, twelve months of the strange heaven which the salmon know on beds of river shingle, under the gin-clear water. For twenty-four years they were guilty, but this first year was the only one which seemed like happiness. Looking back on it, when they were old, they did not remember that in this year it had ever rained or frozen. The four seasons were coloured like the edge of a rose petal for them.

Arthur might be a king, but he can’t make you come.

She did not want to be an invisible queen in the castle. Arthur did not rule that way. And she wanted to be his match. His equal.His partner. She could no longer deny it. She wanted to be more than a protector to him.

What about the queen?" Sir Tristan asked, challenge in his voice as he used her as a reason not to follow Arthur's plan."The queen," Guinevere said, pulling up her hood, "is ready to ride at the king's side, wherever that takes her.

I have to keep you safe," he whispered, Arthur once again.

A man dove in front of her, tackling the wolf and rolling with it. Sir Tristan. The wolf clamped down on his forearm, breaking through the leather. Sir Tristan shouted with as much fury as the wolf's growls. He threw it free. Then he ran to Guinevere, picked her up, and tossed her into Arthur's waiting arms.

Ready to burst, she spoke first. "You cannot be angry with me for saving him."Arthur sighed. "I can, and I am. And I am not. I am glad Sir Tristan is alive. He is very precious to me. But I cannot risk you.

Every day is filled with lying about my very self. When I am with you, I do not have to."Arthur's motions paused, then became softer as he massaged down each of her dedicate fingers. "Keeping secrets is like a thorn beneath the skin. You can get used to it, but it is always there, festering.