Knight's Tale, A

Knight's Tale, A quotes

73 total quotes (ID: 323)

Geoffrey Chaucer
Multiple Characters
Wat Falhurst
William Thatcher


Adhemar: In what world could you have ever beaten me?
William: (Leaning in) Let's dance, you and I.


Adhemar: You have been weighed, you have been measured, and you have been found wanting. In what world could you possibly beat me? Come back when you're worthy.

Kate: [in a letter] With hope. Love should end with hope. My husband, God rest him, told me something I'll never forget. Hope guides me. It is what gets me through the day and especially the night. The hope that after you're gone from my sight it will not be the last time I look upon you.

"Lilium inter spenius" [spits] The lily among the thorns.

Prince Edward: Your men love you. If I knew nothing else about you, that would be enough.

Prince Edward: If I may repay the kindness you once showed me. Take a knee...

John Thatcher: Change your stars and live a better life than I have.

Adhemar: And how would you beat him?
Fence: With a stick. While he slept. But on a horse, with a lance? That man is unbeatable.

Jocelyn: I've come to see what you'll wear to banquet tonight.
William: Nothing.
Jocelyn: Well, then we'll cause a sensation, for I'll dress to match.
William: Don't you ever get tired of putting on clothes?
Chaucer: [mutters to William] Um, I believe she's talking about taking them off, my lord.
Jocelyn: A flower is only as good as its petals. Don't you think?
William: A flower is good for nothing.
Jocelyn: Really?
William: You can't eat a flower, a flower can't keep your warm...
Jocelyn: And a rose never knocked a man off a horse either.
William: You're just a silly girl, aren't you?
Jocelyn: Better a silly girl with a flower, than a silly boy with a horse and a stick... [walks away]
Wat: It's called a lance... hello... ?

.........Sir Ulllrrrich von Lichtenstein! [crowd roars] God I'm good!

Jocelyn: Do not shush me, and spare him. Be gone! Go!

[In a letter to Jocelyn] It is strange to think, I haven't seen you since a month. I have seen the new moon, but not you. I have seen sunsets and sunrises, but nothing of your beautiful face. The pieces of my broken heart are so small that they can be passed through the eye of a needle. I miss you like the sun misses the flower; like the sun misses the flower in the depths of winter. Instead of beauty to direct its light to, the heart hardens like the frozen world your absence has banished me to. I next compete in the city of Paris, I will find it empty and in the winter if you are not there. Hope guides me, it is what gets me through the day and especially the night. The hope that after you're gone from my sight, it will not be the last time that I look upon you.

How did the nobles become noble in the first place? They took it at the tip of a sword. I'll do it with a lance.

William: You favor cathedrals.
Jocelyn: I come for confession. And the glass... A riot of color in a dreary grey world.

Roland: Well, Master Nude, having failed the test, have you any more to say?