Stanley Goldyn > Quotes

“As a whoreson, you are a prince.”
― Stanley Goldyn, The Cavalier's Commission

“The blades sang like the strokes of a hammer on a blacksmith's anvil echoing in the empty churchyard.”
― Stanley Goldyn, The Cavalier Club

“Bucquoy knew of him, and didn't like him because he took his wine in sips.”
― Stanley Goldyn, The Cavalier's Commission

“I will love you for an infinite moment, and then for a thousand years more. You are the love of my life, and that of my soul; my little sassy vixen.”
― Stanley Goldyn, The Cavalier's Commission

“How can a man whose eyes are so close together be trusted?”
― Stanley Goldyn, The Cavalier's Commission

“You know, Volkov, your talents as a drinker are only partly utilised. With such a vast wealth of alcoholic experience, you could earn a handsome living by writing drinking songs and become illustriously prosperous.”
― Stanley Goldyn, The Cavalier Club

“The realisation of where he was suddenly dawned on the youth in chains, who stopped abruptly, recoiling like a fugitive at the edge of a cliff, and swallowed noisily in the obscure silence.”
― Stanley Goldyn, The Cavalier Club

“Written words are the windows to an author's soul.”
― Stanley Goldyn

“The prisoner's recurrent, sporadic dreams of escape were simply that - spurious vagaries dismissed almost as quickly as they blossomed in Schkirt's feverish mind.”
― Stanley Goldyn, The Cavalier Club

“She glanced admiringly at Volkov, a brief but encompassing appraisal. Her furtive scrutiny of Jack lingered longer.”
― Stanley Goldyn, The Cavalier's Commission

“Inwardly, Mansfeld felt as repentant as a ferret in a rabbit burrow.”
― Stanley Goldyn, The Cavalier's Commission

“The rancid, acerbic smell of burning flesh rasped in the throats of the shocked onlookers, an odour once breathed never forgotten.”
― Stanley Goldyn, The Cavalier's Commission