The knight is a man of blood and iron, a man familiar with the sight of smashed faces and the ragged stumps of lopped-off limbs; he is also a demure, almost maidenlike, quest in a hall, a gentle, modest, unobtrusive man.
He is not a compromise or a happy mean between ferocity and meekness; he is fierce to the nth and meek to the nth.
The man who combines both characters the knight - is not a work of nature but of art; of that art which has human beings, instead of canvas or marble, for its medium.
C.S. Lewis
He is not a compromise or a happy mean between ferocity and meekness; he is fierce to the nth and meek to the nth.
The man who combines both characters the knight - is not a work of nature but of art; of that art which has human beings, instead of canvas or marble, for its medium.
C.S. Lewis