Every scholarly history that was written before 1920 was written by a man who had been taught by a man, whose thesis would be examined by a man, and whose book would be published by a male publisher a...
Either you have me or not at all. Either you love me or not at all. Either I am all yours or I am nobody’s. I will have no half-measures with you.
Celia had ordered his favourite meal of wild duck cooked in limes, and I advised that we eat without him and save his portion for him to dine later. ‘He
But you will break Anne's heart.' 'Her heart has to break and her spirit has to break if she is to be any use to her family.' My mother said coldly
But this world is changing. Perhaps by the time you are old enough to marry the world will hear a woman's voice. Perhaps she will not have to swear to obey in her wedding vows. Perhaps one day a woman...
At dusk, on the last day of April, I hear a calling noise, like a white-winged barn owl, and I go to my window and push open the shutters and look out. There is a waning moon rising off the horizon, w...
Anne's smile was as sweet as poison. 'What matter? So long as it is a Boleyn girl?''I didn't want you to come back to court to be my rival,' I said sulkily.'I was born to be your rival,' she said simp...
And swore that whatever the obstacles before me, I should be Queen of England.
And still the bird sings as if to say that delight is easy, for those who desire it.
And all I want to hear are the sweetest words in the world, when he says: Bed, Wife.
Ah, my dear, you are a good wife. You are my beauty. You are my only love.
Your sisters are the keepers of your memories and hopes for the future.
When i first saw him i thought he was as beautiful as a knight from the romances, like a troubadour, like a poet. I thought i could be like a lady in a tower and he could sing beneath my window andper...
Them till the very last moment, and then what did I do but protect the family from
And publishing. To take a thought and work on it, to render it into the clearest form possible, and then to send it out into the world – this is work so precious and so joyful that I am not surprised...
You must use what you have,' he says, the advice of a good man to a whore for time immemorial. 'You must use what you are allowed.
You have to sit with your longing and know that you may not get what you want; you have to encounter the danger of longing for something without the expectation of getting your desire.
You have to have faith that you are doing God's will. Sometimes you will not understand. Sometimes you will doubt. But if you are doing God's will, you can't be wrong, you can't go wrong.
You are not Melusina, rising from a fountain to easy happiness. You will not be a beautiful woman at court with nothing to do but make magic. The road you have chosen will mean that you have to spend...
Yes, but either way, shamed or not, I shall be Queen of England, and this is the last time you will sit in my presence.