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Bernard Cornwell

Data urodzenia: 23. Luty 1944
Natępne imiona:برنارد کرنول

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Bernard Cornwell – brytyjski pisarz, autor thrillerów i powieści historycznych, mieszkający na stałe w USA.

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„To say anything was useless, to say nothing was cowardly.“

— Bernard Cornwell
Context: To say anything was useless, to say nothing was cowardly. "I think it a bad idea, Sir." Captain Richard Sharpe, in response to the suggestion of whipping sixty men, p. 151

„A soldier's job was to kill. A rifle killed.“

— Bernard Cornwell
Context: He was a Major now, the ranks long in his past, yet he still carried the rifle. He had always carried a long-arm into battle; a musket when he was a private, a rifle now he was an officer. He saw no reason not to carry a gun. A soldier's job was to kill. A rifle killed. Major Richard Sharpe, p. 55

„Defeat the enemy's infantry and the cavalry and gunners had nowhere to hide.“

— Bernard Cornwell
Context: "Now we'll see how their infantry fight," Wellesley said savagely to Campbell, and Sharpe understood that this was the real testing point, for infantry was everything. The infantry was despised for it did not have the cavalry's glamour, nor the killing capacity of the gunners, but it was still the infantry that won battles. Defeat the enemy's infantry and the cavalry and gunners had nowhere to hide. Sergeant Richard Sharpe, p. 233

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„How can you expect obedience from the men when officers are corrupt?“

— Bernard Cornwell
Context: My God, I will not abide plundering, especially by officers. How can you expect obedience from the men when officers are corrupt? General Arthur Wellesley, p. 175

„All feared the artillery, coughing its death in fan-like swathes.“

— Bernard Cornwell
Context: Some feared the cavalry and in their minds they rehearsed the thunder of a thousand hooves, the dust rolling like a sea fog from the charge and shot through with the bright blades that could slice a man's life away or, worse, hook out his eyes and leave him in darkness for life. Others feared musket fire, the lottery of an unaimed bullet coming in the relentless volleys that would fire the dry grass with burning wads and roast the wounded where they fell. All feared the artillery, coughing its death in fan-like swathes. It was best not to think about that. Narrator, p. 63

„And he was amazed, as he always was, by the courage of the French. They were being struck hard, yet they stayed.“

— Bernard Cornwell
Context: The real noise was of musketry, the pounding cough of volley fire, the relentless noise, and if he listened hard he could hear the balls striking on muskets and pounding into flesh. He could also hear the cries of the wounded and the screams of officers' horses put down by the balls. And he was amazed, as he always was, by the courage of the French. They were being struck hard, yet they stayed. They stayed behind a straggling heap of dead men, they edged aside to let the wounded crawl behind, they reloaded and fired, and all the time the volleys kept coming. Captain Richard Sharpe, p. 300

„It was death to be in their way and seven French battlions were now in death's forecourt“

— Bernard Cornwell
Context: They were thieves and murderers and fools and rapists and drunkards. Not one had joined for love of country, and certainly not for love of their King [... ] They were paid pitifully, fined for every item they lost, and the few pennies they managed to keep they usually gambled away. They were feckless rogues, as violent as hounds and as coarse as swine, but they had two things. They had pride. And they had the precious ability to fire platoon volleys. They could fire those half company volleys faster than any other army in the world. Stand in front of these recoats and the balls came thick as hail. It was death to be in their way and seven French battlions were now in death's forecourt and the South Essex was tearing them to ribbons. Narrator, p. 101

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