I am sorry for you. And I am sorry for me. When you are sent back to me, perhaps a month from now, perhaps a year, I will try to remember this day, and you looking like a child, a little lost among al...
I am going to be Queen of England,' I protest. 'You make it sound like a battle to the death.''It is a battle to the death,' she says simply. 'That is what it means to be Queen of England. You are not...
He could not have got through the Sierra Nevada if she had not been sending him men and digging teams to level the road for him. No one else could have driven a road through there. He would have trust...
Don't waste your courage on hating him. Keep yourself to yourself. And keep up your courage.
Another husband, another new house, another new country, but I never belong anywhere and I never own anything in my own right.
With onions and carrots drawn up like a retinue
Window, with Rig trotting
We were a quartet of idiots trying to look suave.
They were all wrong and the dreams and seeings were right. And there was nothing wrong with me. I felt my shoulders go back and my head come up, and I smiled at the doctor and promised to be prompt at...
She doesn't realize yet though men go to war it is the women who suffer--perhaps more than anyone.
Learning is an ornament to a good woman, not a distraction.
It felt as if we were fighting something worse than Anne, some demon that possessed her, that possessed all of us Boleyns: ambition - the devil that had brought us to this little room and brought my s...
In the darkness of the forest he saw her, and whispered her name, Melusina, and at that summoning she rose out of the water and he saw that she was a woman of cool and complete beauty to the waist, an...
I have learned the power of surviving.
I am too dark in my heart tonight.
Her beauty completely erased by jealousy.
He will come to trust you, perhaps, she says. If you have years together. You may grow to be a loving husband and wife, if you have long enough. And if I never tell you anything, then there will never...
Fortune's wheel takes you very high and then throws you very low, and there is nothing you can do but face the turn of it with courage.
Every woman is a mad ugly bad old witch somewhere in her heart.
She was a water goddess who came out of the river to marry the first duke, but she couldn’t be a mortal woman. She comes back to cry for the loss of her children. And when have you heard her? The nigh...