All of the characters, no matter how strong their convictions or how powerful they are, show a lot of insecurities and have a very high capacity for self doubt. I found it interesting on how quickly all of the women flowed back and forth between jealousy - almost to the point of hostility - and supportive sisterhood. Viviane, Igraine and Morguase have a sisterly relationship that is based on equal parts love and resentment; magical power and subjected duty; guilt and sacrifice.. and pride.
Gwenhwyfar and Morgaine constantly stab and forgive each other. Each feels like the other one got what she should have had. They are horribly envious of each other, but somewhat comfortable in the knowledge that the other doesn't have it that good either. They accuse and forgive - several times - within the span of just a few breaths.
It is tragic, but beautiful. ..why the "but"?.. It is tragic AND beautiful.
Perhaps this is somewhat of a glimpse of what goes on in a woman's mind all of the time.. if so.. yikes.
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They had reached the door of their lodging; Gorlois his face turning dark with wrath, pushed her angrily within. "You will not speak to me in that voice, lady, or I shall beat you in earnest."
Igraine realized that she had actually bared her teeth like a hunting cat, and her voice hissed as she said "Touch me at your peril, Gorlois, or I shall teach you that a daughter of the holy isle is no man's slave or servant!"
p726
"Why should we all meet in one afterlife? Why should there not be many paths, the Saxons to follow their own, we follow ours, the followers of Christ to worship him if they choose, without restraining the worship of others?"
Kevin shook his head. " My dear, I do not know. There seems to be a deep change in the way men look at the world, as if one truth should drive out another - as if whatever is not in their truth, must be a falsehood."
"But life is not as simple as that," Morgaine said.
"I know that, you know that, and in the fullness of time, Morgaine, even the priests will find it out."
"But if they have driven all other truths from the world, it will be too late." Morgaine said.
p758
There is no sorrow like the memory of love and the knowledge that it is gone forever.
Gwenhwyfar and Morgaine constantly stab and forgive each other. Each feels like the other one got what she should have had. They are horribly envious of each other, but somewhat comfortable in the knowledge that the other doesn't have it that good either. They accuse and forgive - several times - within the span of just a few breaths.
It is tragic, but beautiful. ..why the "but"?.. It is tragic AND beautiful.
Perhaps this is somewhat of a glimpse of what goes on in a woman's mind all of the time.. if so.. yikes.
p48
They had reached the door of their lodging; Gorlois his face turning dark with wrath, pushed her angrily within. "You will not speak to me in that voice, lady, or I shall beat you in earnest."
Igraine realized that she had actually bared her teeth like a hunting cat, and her voice hissed as she said "Touch me at your peril, Gorlois, or I shall teach you that a daughter of the holy isle is no man's slave or servant!"
p726
"Why should we all meet in one afterlife? Why should there not be many paths, the Saxons to follow their own, we follow ours, the followers of Christ to worship him if they choose, without restraining the worship of others?"
Kevin shook his head. " My dear, I do not know. There seems to be a deep change in the way men look at the world, as if one truth should drive out another - as if whatever is not in their truth, must be a falsehood."
"But life is not as simple as that," Morgaine said.
"I know that, you know that, and in the fullness of time, Morgaine, even the priests will find it out."
"But if they have driven all other truths from the world, it will be too late." Morgaine said.
p758
There is no sorrow like the memory of love and the knowledge that it is gone forever.
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