Author: Richard Adams
Cites
- Bible (2)
- IN: Shardik (1974) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: Behold, I will send my messenger... But who may abide the day of his coming? And who shall stand when he appeareth? For he is like a refiner's fire...
FROM: Malachi 3:1-2, (-165), Bible, NULL
- IN: Tales from Watership down (1996) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: ...noses have they, but they smell not.
FROM: Psalm 115, (-165), Bible, NULL
- C. G. Jung (1)
- IN: Shardik (1974) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: Superstition and accident manifest the will of God.
FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, Switzerland
- Arrian of Nicomedia (1)
- IN: Traveller (1988) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: This Bucephalus had, in the past, shared many a hardship and many a danger with Alexander, and had never been mounted by anyone else -- for he scorned all other riders; he was great in size and noble in spirit.
FROM: Arrian, Anabasis: V .xix, (150), Book, Greece
- Richard Adams (1)
- IN: Traveller (1988) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: I dreamt last night that there was wind and rain. / I got up and looked out, but all was strange; / A muddy track across a wooded plain; / A distant tumult; angry cries, exchange / Of fire. And then, out of that dreadful night, / Appeared a scarecrow army, staggering, / Defiant, famished. In the quenched starlight / They marched on to their bitter reckoning. // Their sleepless, bloodshot eyes were turned to me. / Their flags hung black against the pelting sky. / Their jests and curses echoed whisperingly, / As though from long-last years of sorrow -- Why, / You're weeping! What, then? What more did / you see? / A gray man on a gray horse rode by.
FROM: Traveller, (1988), Novel, US
- NULL (1)
- IN: Tales from Watership down (1996) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: Who dares wins.
FROM: Motto of the Special Air Service, (1957), NULL, UK
- William Shakespeare (1)
- IN: The Plague Dogs (1977) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: QUEEN: I will try the forces
Of these thy compounds on such creatures as
We count not worth the hanging, but none human...
CORNELIUS: Your Highness
Shall from this practice but make hard your heart.
FROM: Cymbeline, (1611), Play, UK
- Dr. Johnson (1)
- IN: The Plague Dogs (1977) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: There is in this passage nothing that much requires a note, yet I cannot forbear to push it forward into observation. The thought would probably have been more amplified, had our author lived to be shocked with such experiments as have been published in later times, by a race of men that have practised tortures without pity, and related them without shame, and are yet suffered to erect their heads among human beings.
FROM: The Plays of William Shakespeare, (1765), Book, UK
Cited by
- Richard Adams (1)
- IN: Traveller (1988) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: I dreamt last night that there was wind and rain. / I got up and looked out, but all was strange; / A muddy track across a wooded plain; / A distant tumult; angry cries, exchange / Of fire. And then, out of that dreadful night, / Appeared a scarecrow army, staggering, / Defiant, famished. In the quenched starlight / They marched on to their bitter reckoning. // Their sleepless, bloodshot eyes were turned to me. / Their flags hung black against the pelting sky. / Their jests and curses echoed whisperingly, / As though from long-last years of sorrow -- Why, / You're weeping! What, then? What more did / you see? / A gray man on a gray horse rode by.
FROM: Traveller, (1988), Novel, US