I developed a passion for the Middle Ages the same way some people develop a passion for coconuts.

In the Middle Ages, cathedrals and convents burned like tinder; imagining a medieval story without a fire is like imagining a World War II movie in the Pacific without a fighter plane shot down in flames.

We forget how bawdy and brutal the Middle Ages were.

It flourished with the Saracens, and suffered in the obscure and fanatical days of the Middle Ages.

There is something dark and wintry about the atmosphere of the later Middle Ages.

I was nuts for stuff in the Middle Ages when I was just in the third and fourth grades.