Philippa Gregory Quotes

It is for your daughter, she said. For Jane. To sit on. She seems not to have a seat of her own but she must borrow mine. There

She did not want him to know that she was not his beloved little sister any more but a woman who had learned to throw everything, even her mortal soul, into the battle to become queen.

The smell of him and the touch of his skin, I feel my desire for him rise again and we move together.

Think of his cupping my mother’s cheek in his hand and telling her that she is the cleverest woman in England and he will be guided by none but her; and then going his own way.

The scene had been a nightmare, one of those insane nightmares where the most normal objects become infinitely menacing.

Dear god, I am only twenty seven, my cause is defeated, my husband is dead. am I to be one of the poor widows who will spend the rest of their days at someone else`s fireside trying to be a good guest...

Learning is an ornament to a good woman, not a distraction.

I have to say that I am much less impressed by crucifixion now that I am in childbirth. It is really not possible that anything could hurt more than this. I grieve for the suffering of Our Lord, of co...

Dinner was a meal where good manners overlaid discomfort.

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We are not ordered by God to judge each other. We are not even ordered by him to consider another person's sin. We are ordered by God to let Him consider it, to let Him be judge.

When you love a man who is less than you dreamed, you have to make allowances for the difference between a real man and a dream. Sometimes you have to forgive him. Perhaps you even have to forgive him...

He had taken George, my beloved George, from me. And he had taken my other self: Anne.

Life is long, and if a woman survives, she can take her pleasures one way or another.

If I burned them, I became as one of those who think that ideas are dangerous and should be destroyed.

Like many women, she was unable to fit exactly with her husband’s view. Her feet hurt: she could not walk in the path of her husband’s choosing. She tried to dance to please him, but she could not den...

My advice to you, as you go to your husband, is never to trust him and never love him more than he loves you.

Sometimes we win; sometimes we lose. The main thing is that we always, we always go on.

We have been married little more than a year and already there is a terrible silence around some subjects. We never speak of the disappearance of my brothers—a stranger listening to us would think it...

I would not care whether people thought I was special, if my life was truly special. It would not mater to me that people could see me as pious, if I could truly live as a woman scholar of piety. I wa...