En Ma Fin Est Ma Commencement - In my end is my beginning.
Do you not think that God will protect us?No, he said flatly. My experience is that He rarely attends to the obvious.
Daniel, I did not knowwhat I wanted when I was agirl. And then I was a fool in every sense of the word. And now that I am a woman grown, I know that I love you and I want this son of yours, and our ch...
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 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...
But don’t run too fast, my sister warned. Remember he has to catch you.
But I warn you that a woman who seeks great power and wealth has to pay a great price, Perhaps you will be a great woman like Melusina, or Yolande, or like me; but you will be like all women; uneasy i...
As soon as they are gone and the door closed behind them, we fall into a frenzy about my dress. Dark green, my mother says. It has to be dark green. It is our only safe color. Dark blue is the royal c...
As my wife you cannot refuse me. I have a right to you, as your betrothed husband. From now, till your death, you will never be able to refuse me. There can be no rape between us, only my rights and y...
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...
Anne gave a little giggle. 'Oh what a tragedy Queen! You can smile while your heart is breaking because you are a woman, and a courtier and a Howard. That's three reasons for being the most deceitful...
And then the sword came down like a flash of lightning, and then her head was off her body and the long rivalry between me and the other Boleyn girl was over.
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.
Affection is not important to you, nor to me. You want power Margaret, power and wealth; and so do I. Nothing matters as much as this to either of us, and we will sacrifice anything for it.
Your sisters are the keepers of your memories and hopes for the future.
Them till the very last moment, and then what did I do but protect the family from
The wedding should be between him, his bride, and God.
Pillion saddle on Archibald’s horse and a man-at-arms lifts