In my motherland people kneel before wells.

In my motherland people pray to the crosses of flying birds.

A bone is a key to my people.

Among my people, only the dead have human faces.

- Valzhyna Mort
The place was full of lepers and there was the Queen standing in the middle of them. And taking off a linen cloth she had wrapped around her waist, she put it into a water basin and began to wash and dry their feet and kiss them most devotedly while she was bathing them and drying them with her hands. And I said to her, โ€˜My lady! What are you doing? Surely if the King knew about this he would never deign to kiss you with his lips after you had been polluted by the putrefied feet of lepers!โ€™ Then she, under a smile, said, โ€˜Who does not know that the feet of the Eternal King are to be preferred to the lips of a King who is going to die? Surely for that reason I called you, dearest brother, so that you might learn such works from my example.โ€™

David I of Scotland, describing a scene at Westminster with his sister Matilda of Scotland, Queen of England [x] (via hellyeahbritishqueens)

To which, if I remember correctly, David went ‘haha, no thanks’, slunk off and then felt really guilty about it later, so much so that he felt it was an important enough moralising anecdote to relate to Ailred of Rievaulx years later

(via lochiels)

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