Sir Thomas Malory

Nowadays men cannot love seven night but they must have all their desires: that love may not endure by reason; for where they be soon accorded and hasty, heat soon it cooleth. Right so fareth love nowadays, soon hot soon cold: this is no stability. But the old love was not so.
Sir Thomas Malory

Queen Guenever, for whom I make here a little mention, that while she lived she was a true lover, and therefore she had a good end.
Sir Thomas Malory

For like as herbs and trees bringing forth fruit and flourish in May, in likewise every lusty heart that is in any manner a lover, springeth and flourisheth in lusty deeds.
Sir Thomas Malory

And much more am I sorrier for my good knights' loss than for the loss of my fair queen; for queens I might have enough, but such a fellowship of good knights shall never be together in no company.
Thomas Malory

The month of May was come, when every lusty heart beginneth to blossom, and to bring forth fruit.
Thomas Malory

King Pellinore that time followed the questing beast.
Thomas Malory

What, nephew, said the king, is the wind in that door?
Thomas Malory

For as well as I have loved thee heretofore, mine heart will not serve now to see thee; for through thee and me is the flower of kings and knights destroyed.
Thomas Malory

For, as I suppose, no man in this world hath lived better than I have done, to achieve that I have done.
Thomas Malory

Whoso pulleth out this sword of this stone and anvil is rightwise king born of all England.
Thomas Malory

This beast went to the well and drank, and the noise was in the beast's belly like unto the questing of thirty couple hounds, but all the while the beast drank there was no noise in the beast's belly.
Thomas Malory

Through this same man and me hath all this war been wrought, and the death of the most noblest knights of the world; for through our love that we have loved together is my most noble lord slain.
Thomas Malory

For love that time was not as love is nowadays.
Thomas Malory

Wit thou well that I will not live long after thy days.
Thomas Malory