Interesting, I thought, how quickly history becomes stories rather than reality; one step already from the truth.
If grace belongs to God, there are those who say that luck belongs to the Devil and that he looks after his own.
I know what she is thinking. That she will never have those feelings. And she wants to have them. Oh, how much she wants to...I have seen it before, the way women yearn more for a child when they have...
This then is Borgia Rome: a city where a traveler entering the gates must still cross acres of country before he reaches the center, where animals still outnumber citizens, goats and cattle grazing th...
She has always felt safe inside his arms, this beautiful, powerful elder brother, whom so many fear but who has always been as tender as a lover with her.
Uncertainty is more contagious than the plague. Cesare,
When there is fear about the future, it is comforting to take it out on outsiders who can be blamed for the past.
In the chaos of war, I would have looked simply small, and therefore neither a promise nor a threat.
Obsessed? I don't know what the word means. I know there were times when I couldn't think of anything else. I used to stay in every weeknight in the hope that he might get free and call me. It felt li...
People do not smile when they are in hell,
You would be surprised by the strength of a desperate man.
There is a kind of comfort to be gained from the passing of time, hour upon hour, day upon day, time falling like thick flakes of snow, the next laid upon the last, again and again, until what has bee...
Borgia bastard could never be the social equal of a legitimate Medici.
Birth, coupling, death. The more she thinks about it, the more it seems that that is all there is: a wheel turning over and over, moving so fast that sometimes you cannot even make out the spokes. It...
You draw(the painter)
Together he [Girolamo Savonarola] and his archenemy Lorenzo [de' Medici] would have been the stuff of gargoyles. One could almost imagine the diptych in which their profiles confronted each other, the...
The Devil may take the reckless, but the good will surely die of boredom. Boredom and frustration.
And, such was the sound that the chorus made together, that to have been a part of it at all was enough for me.
Beauty is your gift from God and it should be used and not squandered. Study this face as if it were a map of the ocean, your own trade route to the Indies. For it will bring you its own fortune. But...
Man is not born to be happy.
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