52 Quotes About Medieval-romance

She was not the type of woman to keep a lover. A man would have to work hard day and night to even gain her notice. She was intelligent, strong, interesting, and even a little bit mysterious.

These people don’t even realize how tied down they are by thinking of themselves as either lords or peasants.

Sara loved Nicolo's quiet affection far more than the yearning and lust she saw on Umberto's face.

I’m all alone against the darkness. Dark winds rising against me.

Even bastards have pride, my lord.

If you die fighting, I want to die fighting with you.

She was so lovely, it hurt his chest to gaze at her, especially knowing she was courageous and clever too.

A souvenir meant for nostalgia, Wandering in the old world of catholic conscience, So petite but a requiem to promiscuous melancholy, The first cherries of spring reminds me of her lips, The peaches of autumn are her cheeks, She is the love that dwells on the long forgotten roads…

She is a religion practiced by few, Fading fast to the plastic urban promises, So vintage, her beauty sounds fiction, Can’t separate the maiden from the myth, A fragrance meant for folklore, She is the love long forgotten by the roads…