Hadrian Quotes

“Royce looked back down at the stream below. "She doesn't even know me. What if she doesn't like me? Few people do."
"She might not at first. Maribor knows I didn't. But you have a way of growing on a person." He smiled. "You know, like lichen or mold.”
― Michael J. Sullivan, Percepliquis

“You can go back to blacksmithing in Hintindar and live a quiet happy life. Do me a favor and marry some pretty farm girl and train your son to beat the crap out of imperial knights."
"Sure," Hadrian told him. "And with any luck he'll make friends with a cynical burglar who'll do nothing but torment him.”
― Michael J. Sullivan, Percepliquis

“The claw slipped again. It came off the edge of the stone and Hadrian felt his stomach rise as he fell. He dropped less than two stories and landed in a thick pile of straw, but it still hurt. With the wind knocked from him, he lay staring up at the sky and the wall.

Royce’s shadow crossed his face. “That was pathetic.”

“You’re enjoying this a little too much for me to think you’re honestly trying to help.”

“Trust me. I want you to improve. I want you to fall from much higher up.”
― Michael J. Sullivan, The Crown Tower

“And why would she do that?” Hadrian shouted to the upper story.
“She told you herself. Farlan was going to have the sheriff investigate.” “Yeah, investigate you!”
“But I didn’t kill anyone. Well, not anyone in Vernes … well, not recently.”
― Michael J. Sullivan, The Crown Tower

“Where are you from, Hadrian?” “Hintindar originally—a little village south of here in Rhenydd.” “Originally? What’s that supposed to mean? You got yourself born someplace else recently?”
― Michael J. Sullivan, The Crown Tower

“Comme tout le monde, je n'ai à mon service que trois moyens d'évaluer l'existence humaine: l'étude de soi, la plus difficile et la plus dangereuse, mais aussi la plus féconde des méthodes; l'observation des hommes, qui s'arrangent le plus souvent pour nous cacher leurs secrets ou pour nous faire croire qu'ils en ont; les livres, avec les erreurs particulières de perspective qui naissent entre leurs lignes.”
― Marguerite Yourcenar, Memoirs of Hadrian

“Hadrian caught her arm. “You go back and we’ll continue searching.”

“I’m not going to rest while you risk your life. Are you nuts? You stay. I stay.”

Hadrian cupped her cheek. “Think of the babies. They need their mother. You’re much more fierce than I am. Go back and we’ll keep looking.”

She hated it whenever he pulled the children card on her. It was the one and only thing he knew she wouldn’t argue against. “You’re a rank bastard, Hadrian Scalera!”

Instead of getting angry, he flashed that charming grin that always melted her heart. “Hadrian Erixour.” He pressed his helmet to hers and turned her around to head back without him.”
― Sherrilyn Kenyon, Born of Defiance

“At that period I paid as constant attention to the greater securing of my happiness, to enjoying and judging it, too, as I had always done for the smallest details of my acts; and what is the act of love, itself, if not a moment of passionate attention on the part of the body? Every bliss achieved is a masterpiece; the slightest error turns it awry, and it alters with one touch of doubt; any heaviness detracts from its charm, the least stupidity renders it dull. My own felicity is in no way responsible for those of my imprudences which shattered it later on; in so far as I have acted in harmony with it I have been wise. I think still that someone wiser than I might well have remained happy till his death.”
― Marguerite Yourcenar, Memoirs of Hadrian

“And it was at about this time that I began to feel myself divine.”
― Marguerite Yourcenar, Memoirs of Hadrian

“Overhead shone the great star of the constellation of Lyra, destined to be the polar star for men who will live tens of thousands of years after we have ceased to be.”
― Marguerite Yourcenar, Memoirs of Hadrian

“İnsanların pek çoğunun bellekleri, sevmekten vazgeçtikleri ölülerinin sessiz sedasız yattıkları terk edilmiş mezarlıklardır. unutulmayan acı unutkanlıklarına yönelen bir küfürdür.”
― Marguerite Yourcenar

“The first draft doesn't have to be perfect, but it does have to be written!”
― Heather Robinson, Wall of Stone

“Trouble in Britain is to be connected with the issue of victory coins in 119 and the fact that by 122 the IXth Legion was replaced at York by the VIth and disappeared from the army list thereafter. That the legion was cashiered, there is no doubt, and it seems evident that this fate, at the hands of the disciplinarian Hadrian, followed an ignominious defeat. But the unit was not anihilated. Some of its officers at least survived and nothing whatever is reported of the circumstances or place of the trouble.”
― Ian Archibald Richmond, Roman Britain