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Say yes,' he whispers. 'Marry me.'I hesitate. I open my eyes. 'You will get my fortune,' I remark. 'When I marry you, everything I have becomes yours. Just as George has everything that belongs to Isabel.''That's why you can trust me to win it for you,' he says simply. 'When your interests and mine are the same, you can be certain that I will care for you as for myself. You will be my own. You will find that I care for my own.''You will be true to me?''Loyalty is my motto. When I give my word, you can trust me. By Philippa Gregory Whispers Marry Trust Care Hesitate

But the magic moment when he walks alone has not yet happened, and I was praying he would do it before I have to leave. Now he will take his first step without me. And every step thereafter, I know. Every step of his life, and me not there to see him walk. By Philippa Gregory Happened Leave Step Magic Moment

One's lover is one's partner in observing and understanding the world. Marriage is a place where joint narratives are composed. If the lover is a liar then all your joint observations are unreliable. You will have to start all over again. By Philippa Gregory World Lover Partner Observing Understanding

For the first time it strikes me that it must be hard to spend your life in exile and finally win your kingdom by a thread, by the action of a turncoat in battle, and to know that most of the country does not celebrate your luck, and the woman that you have to marry is in love with someone else: your dead enemy and the rightful king. I have been thinking of him as triumphant; but here I see a man burdened by an odd twist of fate, coming to victory by a sneaking disloyalty, on a hot day in August, uncertain even now, if God is with him. I By Philippa Gregory Thread Battle Luck King Time

I knew now what my earlier passion for Harry had hidden from me. That although I had bedded him as a free woman I was as bound as if I were the slave. For it was not a free choice. I had wanted him because he was the Squire, not for himself ... And it was no free choice, because I could not choose to say "No." My safety and security on the land meant I had to keep my special, costly hold on its owner. I paid him rent as surely as the tenants who came to my round rent table with their coins tied up in a scrap of cloth. When I lay on my back, or strode round the room threatening him with every imaginable, ridiculous torment, I was paying my dues. And the knowledge galled me. By Philippa Gregory Harry Free Knew Earlier Passion

When he saw her, the water lapping on her scales, head down in the bath he had built especially for her, thinking that she would like to wash - not to revert to fish - he had that instant revulsion that some men feel when they understand, perhaps for the first time, that a woman is truly "other." She is not a boy though she is weak like a boy, nor a fool though he has seen her tremble with feeling like a fool. She is not a villain in her capacity to hold a grudge, nor a saint in her flashes of generosity. She is not any of these male qualities. She is a woman. A thing quite different to a man. What he saw was a half fish, but what frightened him to his soul was the being which was a woman. By Philippa Gregory Woman Scales Head Thinking Wash

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 will be allowed to both love and think. By Philippa Gregory Changing World Woman Voice Time

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? shall I never be kissed again? shall I never feel joy? not ever again? By Philippa Gregory Dear God Defeated Dead Twenty

of the agreed facts: the official bedding; the young couple co-habiting at Ludlow; their youth and health; and the absence of any concern about the consummation of their marriage; convincingly indicates By Philippa Gregory Ludlow Facts Bedding Health Marriage

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 all these clothes. I will try to remember that you were innocent of any plotting; that today at least, you were more a girl than a Boleyn. By Philippa Gregory Remember Boleyn Year Day Child

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 children who will come. I have seen a woman break her heart for love: my Queen Mary. I have seen another break her soul to avoid it: my Princess Elizabeth. I don't want to be Mary or Elizabeth, I want to be me: Hannah Verde Carpenter.""And we shall live somewhere that we can follow our belifs without danger," he insisted."Yes," I said, "in the England that Elizabeth will make. By Philippa Gregory Elizabeth Daniel Agirl Mary Knowwhat

We, the daughters of Melusina," she corrects me. "Your grandmother was a daughter of the water goddess of the royal house of Burgundy and she never forgot that she was both royal and magical. When I was your age, I didn't know whether she could summon up a storm or whether it was all just luck and pretence to get her own way. But she taught me that there is nothing in the world more powerful than a woman who knows what she wants and walks a straight road towards it. By Philippa Gregory Melusina Corrects Royal Burgundy Daughters

When a woman thinks her husband is a fool, her marriage is over. They may part in one year or ten; they may live together until death. But if she thinks he is a fool, she will not love him again. By Philippa Gregory Fool Woman Husband Marriage Ten

He may make me feel like a fool, and like a woman who can do nothing, but what I can do I will. In my jewellery box is a dark locket of black tarnished silver and inside it locked in the darkness, I have his name: Richard Neville and that of George, Duke of Clarence, written in my blood on a piece of paper from the corner of my father's last letter. These are my enemies, I have cursed them. I will see them dead at my feet. By Philippa Gregory Fool Make Feel Woman Richard

I was near to delighted laughter because Katherine of Aragon was speaking out for the women of the country, for the good wives who should not be put aside just because their husbands had taken a fancy to another, for the women who walked the hard road between kitchen, bedroom, church and childbirth. For the women who deserved more than their husband's whim. Katherine By Philippa Gregory Women Aragon Bedroom Katherine Country

Katherine of Aragon was speaking out for the women of the country, for the good wives who should not be put aside just because their husbands had taken a fancy to another, for the women who walked the hard road between kitchen, bedroom, church and childbirth. For the women who deserved more than their husband's whim. By Philippa Gregory Women Aragon Bedroom Katherine Country

Distance, looking out of the window. "You are in love?" I ask. "You must know it," he says in a whisper. I hardly dare think. He must mean me; he must be about to declare his love for me. But I swear if he is talking about someone else I shall just die. I can't bear him to want someone else. But I keep my voice light. "Why should I know it?" "You must know who I love," he says. "You, of all people in the world." This conversation is so delicious I can feel my toes curling up inside my new slippers. I feel hot; I am certain I am blushing and he will be able to see. "Must I?" "The king will see you now," announces the idiot Dr. Butt, and I jump and start away from Thomas Culpepper, for I had utterly forgotten that I was there to see the king and to make By Philippa Gregory Distance Window Love King Feel

I prayed in silence that perhaps even now, the queen might have a son and might know joy like this, such a strange, unexpected joy- the happiness of caring for a child whose whole life was in my hands. By Philippa Gregory Joy Strange Unexpected Hands Prayed

He is a sodomite, and my sister is a whore, and perhaps a poisoner, and I am a whore. My uncle has been the falsest of friends, my father a time-server, my mother - God knows - some even say she had the king before the two of us! All of this you knew or you could have deduced. Now tell me, am I good enough for you? For I knew that you were a nobody and I came to find you all the same. If you want to rise to be a somebody in this court you will get blood or shit on your hands. I have had to learn this through a hard apprenticeship since I was a little girl. You can learn it now if you have the stomach." William By Philippa Gregory Whore Sodomite Poisoner Sister God

I can speak of our baby like this to no one else. Who but his father would linger over the exact width of his gummy little smile or the blueness of his eyes, or the sweetness of his little lick of tawny hair on his forehead? By Philippa Gregory Speak Baby Eyes Forehead Father

If women could only have more," I said longingly. "If we could have more in our own right. Being a woman at court is like forever watching a pastrycook at work in the kitchen. All those good things, and you can have nothing. By Philippa Gregory Longingly Women Kitchen Things Woman

Although I am cursed by dreams, I still cannot stop myself sleeping. I drop into darkness every night and dream that Richard has come to me, laughing. He tells me that the battle went his way and we are to be married. He holds my hands as I protest that they came and told me that Henry had won, and he kisses me and calls me a fool, a little darling fool. I wake believing it to be true, and feel a sudden sick realization when I look at the walls of the second-best bedroom, and Cecily sharing my bed, and remember that my love lies dead and cold in an unmarked grave, while his country sweats in the heat. My By Philippa Gregory Sleeping Cursed Stop Fool Richard

There is nothing to fear,' she says to me softly. 'There is never anything to fear. The worst fear is of fear itself, and you can conquer that.' 'How?' I murmur. It feels as if I am talking in my sleep, floating down a stream of sleep. 'How can I conquer the worst fear?' 'You just decide,' she says simply. 'Just decide that you are not going to be a fearful woman and when you come to something that makes you apprehensive, you face it and walk towards it. Remember - anything you fear,you walk slowly and steadily towards it. And smile. By Philippa Gregory Fear Softly Worst Sleep Conquer

Margaret ... you must know that you could never change your own life. You are a girl: girls have no choice. You could never even choose your own husband: you are of the royal family. A husband would always have been chosen for you. It is forbidden for one of royal blood to marry their own choice. You know this too. And finally, you are of the House of Lancaster. You cannot choose your allegiance. You have to serve your house, your family, and your husband. I have allowed you to dream, and I have allowed you to read, but the time has come to put aside silly stories and silly dreams and do your duty. By Philippa Gregory Margaret Husband Choice House Family

Why not?' She asks the most challenging questions that a woman can ask. 'Why should I not read? Why should I not think? Why should I not speak? By Philippa Gregory Challenging Questions Woman Read Speak

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 your life scheming and fighting. Our task, as your family, is to make sure you win. By Philippa Gregory Melusina Rising Happiness Fountain Easy

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 often. But forgiveness often comes with love. By Philippa Gregory Man Dreamed Dream Forgive Make

There are many sorts of love," she counsels me. "And 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. By Philippa Gregory Love Sorts Counsels Man Dreamed

~My father says there are more than twenty thousand turned out for the king. It seems that most men think that we will win, that York will be captured and killed, though the king in his tender heart has said he will forgive them all if they will surrender.~Will there be another battle?~Unless York decides he cannot face the king in person. It is one sort of sin to kill your friends and cousins, quite another to order your bowmen to fire at the king's banner and him beneath it. What if the king is killed in battle? What if York brings his broadsword down on the king's sanctified head? By Philippa Gregory King York Battle Father Twenty

All this is always for nothing," he says. "Don't you understand that yet? Every death is a pointless death; every battle should have been avoided. But if Edward can defeat the queen, and imprison her along with her husband, then it will indeed be over. By Philippa Gregory Death Edward Avoided Understand Queen

Tell my daughter Elizabeth no! Tell all my daughters, everywhere, in all the ages yet to come. Tell them how I died, and why. And tell them to remember this: the future is unwritten. Know your rights. By Philippa Gregory Elizabeth Daughter Daughters Ages Died

Plainly, she is quite besotted by him, ... a girl, a young girl, and she is falling in love for the first time in her life ... little Kitty Howard at a loss, stumbling in her speech, blushing like a rose, thinking of someone else and not herself is to see a girl become a woman. By Philippa Gregory Plainly Girl Besotted Kitty Howard

He is my brother," I said. "I cannot desert him.""You can go to your own death," William said. "Or you can survive this, bring up your children, and guard Anne's little girl who will be shamed and bastardized and motherless by the end of this week. You can wait out this reign and see what comes next. See what the future holds for the Princess Elizabeth, defend our son Henry against those who will want to set him up as the king's heir or even worse-flaunt him as a pretender. You owe it to your children to protect them. By Philippa Gregory Brother William Children Anne Elizabeth

Is that it?" he demanded, in sudden rage. "Is that all that matters? Not that I am in love and tumbled like a fool into sin. Not that I can never be happy, married to a snake and in love with a heartbreaker, but only, only, that Mistress Anne Boleyn's reputation must be without blemish." At once she flew at him, her hands spread like claws, and he caught her wrists before she could rake his face. "Look at me!" she hissed. "Didn't I give up my only love, didn't I break my heart? Didn't you tell me then that it was worth the price?" He held her away but she was unstoppable. "Look at Mary! Didn't we take her from her husband and me from mine? And now you have to give up someone too. You have to lose the great love of your life, as I have lost mine, as Mary lost hers. Don't whimper to me about heartbreak, you murdered my love and we buried it together and now it is gone." George By Philippa Gregory Love Demanded Rage Sudden Mary

When I was first at court and he was the young husband of a beautiful wife, he was a golden king. They called him the handsomest prince in Christendom, and that was not flattery. Mary Boleyn was in love with him, Anne was in love with him, I was in love with him. There was not one girl at court, nor one girl in the country, who could resist him. Then he turned against his wife, Queen Katherine, a good woman, and Anne taught him how to be cruel. By Philippa Gregory Love King Anne Young Husband

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 be a moment where you have to lie to him. Or worse - never a moment when you have to choose where your loyalties lie. I wouldn't want you to have to choose between your father's family and your husband's. I wouldn't want you to have to choose between the claims of your little son and another." I By Philippa Gregory Choose Trust Moment Husband Lie

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 By Philippa Gregory Affection Margaret Important Power Wealth

Come back to me." He laughs. It is not forced; it is the laugh of a happy man, confident in his luck and his abilities. "I will," he says. "Trust me. You have married a man who is going to die in his bed, preferably after making love to the most beautiful woman in England." He holds out his arms and I step towards him and feel the warmth of his embrace. "Make sure you do," I say. "And I will make sure that the most beautiful woman in your eyes is always me. By Philippa Gregory Back Make Beautiful Woman Man

The moonlight on the water outside the chamber window throws the reflection of ripples onto the whitewashed ceiling of the room, so they look as if they are underwater, floating with Melusina in the fountain. But I know that they are both gone from me, and our water mother is singing them on their journey down the sweet river to the deep springs of home. By Philippa Gregory Melusina Water Room Underwater Floating

She has followed me into every single room in this palace, and then she followed Anne Neville when she was her lady-in-waiting, too. She walked behind Anne at her coronation, carrying the train. Perhaps Lady Margaret is feeling that it's her turn to be the first lady now, and she wants someone trailing along behind her. By Philippa Gregory Neville Anne Palace Single Room

But from morning to night Anne was with the king, as close to his side as a newly wed bride, as a chief counselor, as a best friend. She would return to our chamber only to change her gown or lie on the bed and snatch a rest while he was at Mass, or when he wanted to ride out with his gentlemen. Then she would lie in silence, like one who has dropped dead of exhaustion. Her gaze would be blank on the canopy of the bed, her eyes wide open, seeing nothing. She would breathe slowly and steadily as if she were sick. She would not speak at all. When she was in this state I learned to leave her alone. She had to find some way to rest from the unending public performance. She had to be unstoppably charming, not just to the king but to everyone who might glance in her direction. One moment of looking less than radiant and a rumor storm would swirl around the court and engulf her, and engulf us all with her. When By Philippa Gregory Anne Bride Counselor Friend Morning

Half the court thinks I'm the most beautiful woman in the world. All of them know that I am the wittiest and the most stylish. The king cannot take his eyes off me. Sir Thomas Wyatt has gone to France to escape me. But my sister, a year younger than me, is married and has two children by the king himself. When is it going to be my turn? When am I to be wed? Who is going to be the match for me?" There By Philippa Gregory Half World Court Beautiful Woman

I would play ball with Catherine, and hide and seek: Not a very challenging game in an open meadow, but she was still at the age where she believed that if she shut her eyes and buried her head under a shawl then she could not be seen. By Philippa Gregory Catherine Seek Meadow Play Ball

I had meant my promise to George. I had said that I was, before anything else, a Boleyn and a Howard through and through; but now, sitting in th shadowy room, looking out over the gray slates of the city, and up at the dark clouds leaning on the roof of Westminster Palace, I suddenly realized that George was wrong, and that my family was wrong, and that I had been wrong for all my life. I was not a Howard before anything else. Before anything else I was a woman who was capable of passion and who had a great need and a great desire for love, I didn't want the rewards for which Anne had surrendered her youth. I didn' want the arid glamour of George's life, I wanted the heat and the sweat and the passion of a man that I could love and trust. And I wanted to give myself to him: not for advantage, but for desire. By Philippa Gregory George Wrong Howard Meant Promise

I thought then that we would all die in the darkness and solitude. I thought that an executioner would come for us silently one night. I thought I might wake briefly with the weight of a pillow on my face. I thought that I would never see sunshine again. I was a young woman then, and I thought that sorrow as deep as mine could only lead to death. I was grieving for my father and frightened by the absence of my brothers, and I thought that soon I would die too. I By Philippa Gregory Thought Solitude Darkness Die Night

I sit on the bed and kick off my shoes, and he kneels before me and takes the riding boots, holding one open for my bare foot. I hesitate; it is such an intimate gesture between a young woman and a man. His smiling upward glance tells me that he understands my hesitation but is ignoring it. I point my toe and he holds the boot, I slide my foot in and he pulls the boot over my calf. He takes the soft leather ties and fastens the boot, at my ankle, then at my calf, and then just below my knee. He looks up at me, his hand gently on my toe. I can feel the warmth of his hand through the soft leather. I imagine my toes curling in pleasure at his touch.'Anne, will you marry me?' he asks simply, as he kneels before me. By Philippa Gregory Boot Shoes Holding Sit Bed

Ill wishing is a curse on the woman who does it, as well as the one who receives it. When you put such words out in the world, they can overshoot-like an arrow. A curse can go beyond your target and harm another. A wise woman curses very sparingly. I would hope that you never curse at all.""Bless you my daughter, and may you remain pure in heart and get your desires. By Philippa Gregory Ill Curse Wishing Receives Woman

Good Evening , Sir John. I hope that you will accept a little gift from me.'I should be honored, Your Majesty.'I want to give you a little carved stool from my privy chambers. A pretty little piece from France. I hope you will like it.'I should be grateful.'It is for your daughter. For Jane. To sit on. She seems not to have a seat of her own but she must borrow mine. By Philippa Gregory Evening Sir John Good Majesty

You're not cursed daughter, you are the finest and rarest of all my children, the most beautiful, the most beloved. You know that. What curse could stick to you?' The gaze she turns on me is darkened with horror as if she has seen her own death.'You will never surrender, you will never let us be. Your ambition will be the death of my brothers, and when they are dead you will put me on the throne. You would rather have the throne than your sons. By Philippa Gregory Daughter Children Beautiful Beloved Cursed

It matters not at all that I do not want to marry, that I am afraid of the wedding, afraid of consummating the marriage, afraid of childbirth, afraid of everything about being a wife. Nobody even asks if I have lost my childhood sense of vocation, if I still want to be a nun. Nobody cares what I think at all. They treat me like an ordinary young woman, bred for wedding and bedding, and since they do not ask me what I think, nor observe what I feel, there is nothing that gives them pause at all. By Philippa Gregory Afraid Marry Marriage Childbirth Wife

I would carry myself with much more dignity than her. I wouldn't whisper with the king and demean myself as she did. I wouldn't send out dishes and wave to people like she did. I wouldn't trail all my brothers and sisters into court like she did. I would be much more reserved and cold. I wouldn't smile at anyone, I wouldn't bow to anyone. I would be a true queen, a queen of ice, without family or friends. By Philippa Gregory Carry Dignity Queen Whisper King

We were a quartet of idiots trying to look suave. By Philippa Gregory Suave Quartet Idiots

His little gestures of affection, his hand in the small of her aching back, her head brushing his shoulder. When she was with child, she used to cling to him for comfort, and he was always tender with her, By Philippa Gregory Affection Back Shoulder Gestures Hand

Never see them again. Surely, a couple so young, so By Philippa Gregory Surely Young Couple

I knew that I was smiling her smile, that she was a dark mirror to me. By Philippa Gregory Smile Knew Smiling Dark Mirror

We may be of the same family, but that is the very reason why we are not friends, for we are rivals for the throne. What quarrels are worse than family quarrels? By Philippa Gregory Friends Throne Family Reason Rivals

Jane would be the next queen and her children, when she had them, would be the next princes or princesses. Or she might wait, as the other queens had waited, every month, desperate to know that she had conceived, knowing each month that it did not happen that Henry's love wore a little thinner, that his patience grew a little shorter. Or Anne's curse of death in childbed, and death to her son, might come true. I did not envy Jane Seymour. I had seen two queens married to King Henry and neither of them had much joy of it. By Philippa Gregory Children Princesses Henry Jane Princes

Giles' shameful death was, of course, the sign of a crazy old man's inability to adapt to a new world. But his belief, that if there was no work to be had on our estate, then there was nothing for him but the workhouse, was probably right ... His death was not a sensible reaction to our attempts to farm rationally and profitably. The last thing I needed was a pang of conscience about such an old fool. And I would be mad myself if I even considered that his death should be laid at my door, that I had made his world Wideacre unbearable. By Philippa Gregory Death Giles Shameful Sign Crazy

I want to take you for pleasure, and hold you in my arms for desire. I want you to know that it is your kiss that I want, not another heir to the throne. You can know that I love you, quite for yourself, when I come to your bed, and not as the York's broodmare."I tilt back my head and look at him under my eyelashes. "You think to bed me for love and not for children? Isn't that sin?"His arm comes around my waist and his palm cups my breast. "I shall make sure that it feels richly sinful,"- Edward IV to Elizabeth Woodville - By Philippa Gregory Pleasure Desire Hold Love Bed

She flashed me a quick black glance and then her dark eyelashes swept down on her cheeks. 'Not me,' she said 'I make my own plans. I don't risk being taken up and dropped again.''You told me to risk it.' I reminded her.'That was for you,' she said 'I would not live my life as you live yours. You would always do as you were bid. I am not like you. I make my own way. By Philippa Gregory Cheeks Flashed Quick Black Glance

But I want to be loved. I have always been loved. I want my husband to love me with a passion, like in a troubadour tale, like a knight. By Philippa Gregory Loved Passion Tale Knight Husband

This is George, my beloved George. D'you think I want to go to my grave knowing that at the moment of his trial he looked around and saw no one lift a finger for him? If it is the death of me, I shall go to him.""Go then," he said. "Kiss our baby good-bye before you go, and Henry. I shall tell Catherine that you left your blessing for her. And kiss me farewell. For if you go into that courtroom you will never come out alive. By Philippa Gregory George Beloved Kiss Henry Dyou

Because they will want me in Edinburgh to make sure that the Scottish king holds to the new alliance with England. They'll want me to hold him in friendship with Henry. They'll think that if I am queen in Scotland then James will never invade my son-in-law's kingdom." "And?" I whisper. "They're wrong," she says vengefully. "They're so very wrong. The day that I am Queen of Scotland with an army to command and a husband to advise, I won't serve Henry Tudor. I won't persuade my husband to keep a peace treaty with Henry. If I were strong enough and could command the allies I would need, I would march against Henry Tudor myself, come south with an army of terror. By Philippa Gregory England Edinburgh Scottish Henry Scotland

She smiles. "You know you can do nothing. What will be, will be. If there is a battle" - I gasp but her smile is steady - "if there is a battle, then either your husband will win, and your son will take the throne; or your brother will win and you will be sister to the king. By Philippa Gregory Battle Win Smiles Smile Steady

I do think your brother grows more peculiar every day,' I complain to Edward when he comes to my rooms in Whitehall Palace to escort me to dinner.'Which one?' he asks lazily. 'For you know I can do nothing right in the eyes of either. You would think they would be glad to have a York on the throne and peace in Christendom, and one of the finest Christmas feasts we have ever arranged; but no: Richard is leaving court to go back north as soon as the feast is over, to demonstrate his outrage that we are not slogging away in a battle with the French, and George is simply bad tempered. By Philippa Gregory Edward Whitehall Palace Day Dinner

She was a woman whose spirit had been hammered and forged until she could only ring true. Compared with the rest of us sho was silver, while we were pewter, a common of lead and tin. By Philippa Gregory True Woman Spirit Hammered Forged

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 his house in the morning; and as I smiled I sensed all the familiar strength - the strength which I named as the Lacey strength, Beatrice strength - come back to me, and I looked him in his pale blue eyes and thought to myself: you and I are enemies while you try to change me, for I will never change. By Philippa Gregory Strength Wrong Dreams Smiled Back

You will have to reconcile yourself, as I do, as Isabel does, to being the defeated. By Philippa Gregory Isabel Defeated Reconcile

I have to tell you, you have to know: I have loved you honorably as a knight should do his lady, and I have loved you passionately as a man might a woman; and now, before I leave you, I want to tell you that I love you, I love you - By Philippa Gregory Loved Love Lady Woman Honorably

I cannot know what the future will bring us," he says in a rapid undertone. "I cannot know where you will be given in marriage, nor what life might hold for me. But I can't let you go without telling youwithout telling you at least oncethat I love you." I snatch a breath at the words. "Woodville" "I can offer you nothing; I am next to nothing, and you are the greatest lady in France. But I wanted you to know, I love you and I want you, and I have done since the day I first saw you." "I should" "I have to tell you, you have to know. I have loved you honorably as a knight should do his lady, and I have loved you passionately as a man might a woman; and now, before I leave you, I want to tell you that I love you, I love you" He breaks off and looks at me desperately. "I had to tell you," he repeats. By Philippa Gregory Love Undertone Future Bring Rapid

I am old enough to be married twice. I am old enough to be bedded without tenderness or consideration. I am old enough to face death in the confinement room and be told that my own mothermy own motherhas commanded them to save the child and not me! I think I am a woman now. I have a babe in arms, and I have been married and widowed and now bethrothed again. I am like a draper's parcel to be sent about like cloth and cut to the pattern that people wish. My mother told me that my father died by his own hand and that we are an unlucky family. I think I am a woman now! I am treated as a woman grown when it suits you all, you can hardly make me a child again. By Philippa Gregory Woman Married Told Child Consideration

I will make my own future, not predict it. I don't need a charm to tell me what I hope will happen. I throw the gold charm which is like a wedding ring up in the air and catch it before it falls. This is my choice. I don't need magic to reveal my desire. The enchantment is already done: I am in love; I am sworn to a man of earth; I am not going to give this man up. All I have to do is consider how we can stay together. By Philippa Gregory Future Make Predict Charm Man

I raised my hand to wave in case he looked back; but he did not. He rode straight backed, looking forward. He rode like a Howard. We never look back. We have no time for regrets or second thoughts. If a plan goes awry we make another, if one weapon breaks in our hands, we find a second. If the steps fall down before us we overleap them and go up. It is always onwards and upwards for the Howards; and my father was on his way back to court and to the company of the King without a backwards glance for me. By Philippa Gregory Back Raised Wave Case Looked

I can't think why men would believe that it is a better world where something beautiful is destroyed and something broken left in its place. By Philippa Gregory Place Men World Beautiful Destroyed

You've always been one of many," she said brutally. "There are dozens of us Howard girls, all with good breeding, all well taught, all pretty, all young, all fertile. They can throw one after another on the table and see if one is lucky. It's no real loss to them if one after another is taken up and then thrown aside. There's always another Howard girl conceived, there's always another whore in the nursery. You were one of many before you were even born. If he does not cleave to you then you go back to William, they find another Howard girl to tempt him, and the dance starts all over again. By Philippa Gregory Howard Brutally Girl William Breeding

For these are true boys and they draw dirt to them as if by magic. By Philippa Gregory Magic True Boys Draw Dirt

A woman has to change her nature if she is to be a wife. She has to learn to curb her tongue, to suppress her desires, to moderate her thoughts and to spend her days putting another first. She has to put him first even when she longs to serve herself or her children. She has to put him first even if she longs to judge for herself. She has to put him first even when she knows best. To be a good wife is to be a woman with a will of iron that you yourself have forged into a bridle to curb your own abilities. To be a good wife is to enslave yourself to a lesser person. To be a good wife is to amputate your own power as surely as the parents of beggars hack off their children's feet for the greater benefit of the family. By Philippa Gregory Wife Put Good Change Nature

I don't shop as much as a lot of people but I do like designer clothes. By Philippa Gregory Clothes Shop Lot People Designer

I felt his hardness and I suddenly understood-an older girl would have understood long before-that this was the currency of desire. He was my betrothed. he desired me. I desired him. All I had to do was tell him the truth. By Philippa Gregory Desire Felt Hardness Suddenly Understoodan

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. By Philippa Gregory Soul Queen Beloved Sister Woman

I believe in me, in my view of the world. I believe in my responsibility for my own destiny, guilt for my own sins, merit for my own good deeds, determination of my own life. I don't believe in miracles, I believe in hard work. By Philippa Gregory World View Destiny Guilt Sins

Do you really think that God in his heaven with all the angels, there from the beginning of time and looking towards the day of judgement day, really looks down on all the world and see's you and little harry and says 'whatever you choose to do is my will?' "Yes i do." she says uncertainly. By Philippa Gregory God Day Angels Heaven Beginning

Wideacre faces due south and the sun shines all day on the yellow stone until it is warm and powdery to the touch. The sun travels from gable end to gable end so the front of the house is never in shadow. When I was a small child collecting petals in the rose garden, or loitering at the back of the house in the stable yard, it seemed that Wideacre was the very centre of the world with the sun defining our boundaries in the east at dawn, until it sank over our hills in the west, in the red and pink evening. By Philippa Gregory Sun Wideacre Touch Faces Due

Once more, I am watching the most powerful men in the kingdom bring their power to bear on a woman who has done nothing worse than live to the beat of her own heart, see with her own eyes; but this is not their tempo nor their vision and they cannot tolerate any other. By Philippa Gregory Heart Eyes Watching Powerful Men

He smiled at me, his wolfish smile. 'We are making a new order,' he said, 'a new world. Everything is changing, and here we are, at the very front of the change.''If I refuse?' I asked, my voice very thing.He gave me his most cynical smile that left his eyes as cold as wet coals. 'You don't,' he said simply. 'The world's not changed that much yet. Men still rule. By Philippa Gregory Smiled Wolfish Smile World Order

I would rather see you dead at my feet than dishonored. By Philippa Gregory Dishonored Dead Feet

It is hopeless, I cannot say it. I give a little whooping cough and raise my eyes to his face. I cannot help myself, I hate him like an enemy, I cannot stop myself dreaming of his enemy, I cannot say his name, I cannot possibly marry him. But Henry, prosaic and real, understands exactly what is happening, and gives me a sharp corrective pinch with his fingers in the soft palm of my hand. He uses his nails, he digs into my flesh, I yelp at the pain, and his hard brown gaze emerges from the mist and I see his scowl. I snatch at a gasp of air. "Say it!" he mutters furiously. I master myself and say again, correctly this time, "I, Elizabeth, take thee, Henry . . . By Philippa Gregory Hopeless Henry Enemy Face Elizabeth

Anne shook her head. "I'll not be safe until she is dead," she said. "Just as she will not be safe until I am dead. It is not just a matter now of a man or a throne, it is as if I am her shadow and she is mine. We are locked together till death. One of us has to win outright and neither of us can be sure that we have won or lost until the other is dead and in the ground. By Philippa Gregory Anne Head Dead Safe Shook

I can tell you my heart turned to stone at York," he says to me frankly. "Freezing cold wind and a rain that could cut through you, and the faces of the women like stone itself. They looked at me as if I had personally murdered their only son. You know what they're like - they love Richard as dearly as if he rode out only yesterday. Why do they do that? Why do they cling to him still?" I By Philippa Gregory York Frankly Stone Heart Turned

My honour and my pride are in my heart, and not in what the world says. By Philippa Gregory Heart Honour Pride World

The smell of him and the touch of his skin, I feel my desire for him rise again and we move together. By Philippa Gregory Skin Smell Touch Feel Desire

I do not grieve for him as a wife, as Anne Devereux has grieved for her husband William Herbert. She promised him she would never remarry, she swore she would go to her grave hoping to meet him in heaven. I suppose they were in some sort of love, thought married by contract. I suppose they found some sort of passion in their marriage. It is rare but not impossible. I do hope that they have no given my son ideas about loving his wife; a man who is to be king can marry only for advantage. A woman of sense would marry only for the improvement of her family. Only a lustful fool dreams every night of a marriage of love. By Philippa Gregory Herbert Anne Devereux William Grieve

It's still woman's work whether it's done in a great hall or in the kitchen," I said bitterly. "I know it well enough. It's earning no money for yourself and everything for your husband and master. It's obeying him as quickly and as well as if you were a groom of the servery. It's having to tolerate anything he chooses to do, and smile as he does it. I've served Queen Katherine in these last few years. I've seen how life has been for her. I wouldn't be a princess, not even for a princess's dowry. I wouldn't even be a queen. I have seen her shamed and humiliated and insulted, and all she could do was kneel on her prie dieu, pray for a little help, and get to her feet and smile at the woman who was triumphing over her. By Philippa Gregory Kitchen Bitterly Work Great Hall

I am too young to understand that a man and a woman can love each other so deeply that their hearts beat as if they were one heart, and yet, know that they are utterly and hopelessly different By Philippa Gregory Young Understand Man Woman Love

I am happy; I am in his arms, my face crushed against his padded jacket, his arms around me as tight as a bear, so that I cannot breathe. When I look up into his beloved weary face, he kisses me so hard that I close my eyes and think myself a besotted girl again. I catch a breath, and he kisses me some more. By Philippa Gregory Arms Happy Jacket Bear Breathe

I've just written out the death certificate,' the doctor said cheerfully. 'Natural causes of course. She was eighty-eight. I think it was the Beaujolais Nouveau, I warned her not to drink it after Christmas but she was always stubborn. I'll send the undertakers around later. But they won't be able to fit her for at least a couple of days. She'll be all right there as long as it doesn't get too hot. By Philippa Gregory Certificate Cheerfully Written Death Doctor

The truth is the last thing that matters,' she said. 'And you can believe one thing of the truth and me: I keep it well hidden, inside my heart. By Philippa Gregory Matters Truth Thing Hidden Inside

God speaks to us individually, each and every one of us, that we need neither pope nor priest, nor bleeding statue, to find our way to faith. God is calling and we only have to listen. There are no clever tricks to forgiveness. There is only one way and there is only one Bible, and a woman can study it as well as a man. By Philippa Gregory God Individually Priest Statue Faith

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 want to be what I seem to be. I act as if I am specially holy, a special girl; but this is what I really want to be. I really do. By Philippa Gregory Special People Care Thought Life

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 creature on God's earth. By Philippa Gregory Anne Giggle Gave Queen Howard

She is defeated, and her husband is vanquished. But everyone knows that she will not accept her defeat, she will plot and scheme for her son, just as Edward told me that I must plot and scheme for ours. She will never stop until she is back in England and the battle is drawn up again. She will never stop until her husband is dead, her son is dead, and she has no one left to put on the throne. This is what it means to be Queen of England in this country today. This By Philippa Gregory Defeated Vanquished Scheme England Husband

Even in that short time he had seen that Anne had great power. She did not care if she quarreled with her uncle, or with any of the men at court that could have been her allies. She did not care who hated her, as long as the king was at her beck and call. And she could ruin any man she chose. George By Philippa Gregory Anne Power Short Time Great

I told you, I don't want you riding with me.""Which is why I waited," Frieze explained patiently. "To see what direction you were going in, so that I could make sure I took the opposite one. but of course, there may be wolves, or thieves, highwaymen or brigands, so I don't mind your company for the first hour or so. By Philippa Gregory Frieze Waited Patiently Told Riding

We're going' Anne said firmly. So soon?' Percy pleaded. 'But stars come out at night.'Then they fade at dawn', Anne replied. 'This star needs to veil herself in darkness. By Philippa Gregory Anne Firmly Percy Pleaded Night

Where will you go?" "To the safest place in London," he says with a rueful smile. "A place that loved your husband and will never forgive Duke Richard for betraying him. The only honest business in London." "Where d'you mean?" "The whorehouse," he says with a grin. By Philippa Gregory London Place Duke Richard Smile

It seems that we have to be married," he says, a harder note coming into his voice. "I am honored by the interest that Parliament takes in the matter. Your family still has many friends, it seems. Even among those who profess to be my friends. I understand from them that you are insisting on the wedding. I'm flattered, thank you for the attention. As we both know, we have been betrothed for two long years. So now we are going to consummate our betrothal. By Philippa Gregory Married Voice Harder Note Coming

You don't need to struggle, your baby is coming. Help him come to us, open your body and let him come into the world. You give birth, you don't force birth or besiege it. It's not a battle, it's an act of love. You give birth to your childd and you can do it gently. By Philippa Gregory Struggle Coming Birth Baby Give

The more that I learn, the more sure I am that I have very much to learn ... By Philippa Gregory Learn

They are a couple in love, and anyone but a fool would see it is simply that, nothing more- and certainly nothing less. By Philippa Gregory Love Couple Fool Simply

Makes no difference," he said, with his intuitive knowledge of my thoughts. "No difference at all how your first marriage was. This is my marriage, and I want my wife in my bed." I laughed aloud and snuggled back into his arms. "It's where I want to be," I confessed. "Why would I ever want to be anywhere else? By Philippa Gregory Difference Makes Thoughts Intuitive Knowledge

I could not do it. I would not do it. I sat back on my heels with the book in my hand with the light of the fire flickering and dying down and realized that not even in mortal danger could I bring myself to burn a book. By Philippa Gregory Book Sat Back Heels Hand

Do you not think that God will protect us?""No," he said flatly. "My experience is that He rarely attends to the obvious. By Philippa Gregory God Flatly Protect Obvious Experience

The stewards, and then the bailiffs, and then finally the lawyers meet. They wrangle, they agree, and we are to be married in June. It is no little decision for me - for the first time in my life I have my own lands in my own hands as a widow; once I become a wife everything becomes Lord Stanley's property. I have to struggle to reserve what I can from the law that rules that a wife has no rights, and I keep what I can, but I know that I am choosing my master. By Philippa Gregory Stewards Bailiffs Meet Finally Lawyers

I think it is unkind of me to stand there with my hands by my sides and a frown on my face. But I let him go without a blown kiss, without a blessing, without a command to come back safely. I let him go without a word or a gesture of love, for he is going out to fight for my enemy and so he is my enemy now. By Philippa Gregory Face Unkind Stand Hands Sides

I want to teach him his prayers and his letters and his manners. I want him for my own. Not just because he is motherless, but because I am childless and I want someone to love. By Philippa Gregory Manners Teach Prayers Letters Motherless

Well hear this,' she hissed in my ear. 'Hear this Mary. I am playing my own game and I don't want you interrupting. Nobody will know anything until I am ready to tell them, and then they will know everything too late.''You're going to make him love you?'Abruptly she released me and I gripped my elbow and arm where the bones ached. 'I'm going to make him marry me.' she said flatly. 'And if you so much as breathe a word to anyone, then I will kill you. By Philippa Gregory Hear Ear Hissed Mary Make

I wanted to get away from him before he led me into talking, before he made me feel angry, or grieved, or jealous all over again. I did not want to feel anything for him, not desire, not resentment. I wanted to be cold to him, so I turned on my heel and started to walk away. By Philippa Gregory Talking Angry Grieved Wanted Feel

I don't know how much we will rise," I say stoutly. "And I have no fear of falling.He looks at me. "You are ambitious to rise?""We are all on fortune's wheel," I say. "Without a doubt we will rise. We may fall. But still I have no fear of it. By Philippa Gregory Rise Stoutly Fear Fallinghe Wheel

The mown grass is growing again nearly to our knees; we will take a second crop of hay from this field, rich and green and starred with moon daisies, buttercups and the bright, blowsy heads of poppies. By Philippa Gregory Knees Field Rich Daisies Buttercups

I will go to war should there ever be a cause I think worth dying forand not before. By Philippa Gregory War Worth Dying Forand

What if I don't want an unwilling bridegroom, a pretender to the crown, who won his throne through disloyalty and betrayal? What if I tell you that my heart is in an unmarked grave somewhere in Leicester?" She By Philippa Gregory Bridegroom Crown Betrayal Leicester Unwilling

No, you look like the beauty you are, and you know it. You have that gift, which our mother had, of growing older and becoming more lovely. Your features have changed from being merely those of a pretty girl to being those of a beautiful woman with a face like a carving. When you are laughing and dancing with Edward, you could pass for twenty, but when you are still and thoughtful, you are as lovely as the statues they are carving in Italy. No wonder women loathe you. By Philippa Gregory Beauty Lovely Carving Edward Italy

However much I might please Henry, he was still her boy - her lovely indulged spoilt golden boy. He might summon me or any other girl to his room, without disturbing the constant steady affection between them which had sprung from her ability, long ago, to love this man who was more foolish, more selfish, and less of a prince than she was a princess. By Philippa Gregory Boy Henry Lovely Indulged Spoilt

I was born to be your rival,' she [Anne] said simply. 'And you mine. We're sisters, aren't we? By Philippa Gregory Anne Rival Simply Born Mine

Jane," I said quietly.She opened her eyes, she had been far away in prayer."Yes, Mary? Forgive me, I was praying.""If you go on flirting with the king with those sickly little smiles, one of us Boleyns is going to scratch your eyes out. By Philippa Gregory Mary Jane Prayer Eyes Quietlyshe

Before anything else I was a woman who was capable of passion and who had a great need and a great desire for love. By Philippa Gregory Great Love Woman Capable Passion

She's ice and ambition and she would see you on the gallows before surrendering her ambition. Anne has dazzled him, and dazzled the court, and dazzled even you.''Not me.' George said gently.'Uncle likes her best,' I said resentfully.'He likes nobody, but he wonders how far she might go.''We all wonder that. And what price she's prepared to pay. Especially if it's me that pays it.''It's not an easy dance she's leading.' George admitted.'I hate her,' I said simple. 'I could happily watch her die for her ambition. By Philippa Gregory Dazzled Ambition Ice Gallows Surrendering

I am sure your piety does you great credit, Margaret. But certainly, if God is speaking to the king, then He has not chosen the best time for this conversation. By Philippa Gregory Margaret Credit Piety Great God

The fiction, as always, is secondary to the history; the real women are always more complex and more conflicted, greater than the heroines of the novel, just as real women now, as then, are often greater than they are reported, sometimes greater than the world wants them to be. By Philippa Gregory Greater Real Women Fiction History

How can I bless you when you are cursed in your choice? By Philippa Gregory Choice Bless Cursed

That she is a witch and has enchanted the king by sorcery. That she is a murderess and would poison the queen if she could. That she has made him impotent with all other women so he has to marry her. That she blasted the children in the queen's womb and put barrenness on the throne of England." George By Philippa Gregory Sorcery Witch Enchanted King Queen

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 was a secret between us, a guilty secret. We never speak of my year at Richard's court. We never speak of the conception of Arthur and that he was not, as My Lady so loudly celebrates, a honeymoon child conceived in sanctified love on the very night of a happy wedding. Together we hold so many secrets in silence, after only a year. What lies will we tell each other in ten years? By Philippa Gregory Speak Year Subjects Married Terrible

Nowhere in the Bible does it say that marriage is a sacrament," Anne replies. "It was not God who joined us together. The priest says it was; but this is not true. This is the word of the church, not the Bible. Our wedding, like every wedding, was an act of man, not of God. It was not a holy sacrament. My father forced me into an agreement with Thomas, and when I was old enough and had understanding enough I revoked that agreement. I claim the right to be a free woman, with a soul equal to any man under God. By Philippa Gregory Anne Bible God Replies Marriage

The scene had been a nightmare, one of those insane nightmares where the most normal objects become infinitely menacing. By Philippa Gregory Menacing Scene Insane Normal Objects

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 andpersuade me to love him. But although he has the looks of apoet he doesn't have the wit. I can never get more than twowords out of him, and i begin to feel that i demean myself in trying to please him. By Philippa Gregory Thought Romances Troubadour Poet Beautiful

I woke at dawn every morning to his touch, the delight of his warmth and the heady smell of his skin. I had never before lain with a man who had loved me completely, for myself, and it was a dizzy experience. I had never lain with a man whose touch I adored without any need to hide my adoration, or exaggerate it, or adjust it at all. I simply loved him as if he were my one and only lover, and he loved me too with the same simplicty of appetite and disire which made me wonder what I thought I had been doing all those years when I had been dealing in the false coin of vanity and lust. I had not known then that all along there had been this other currency of pure gold. By Philippa Gregory Loved Skin Woke Dawn Morning

I feel worse than I have ever done before, because now I know that it is easier to take a country into war than to bring it to live at peace, and a country at war is a bitter place to live, a risky place to have daughters, and a dangerous place to hope for a son. By Philippa Gregory Place Country Live War Peace

Funny sky,' he said, squinting up at the thick-bellied white clouds and the sun shining so hot on them but not breaking through.'It feels as if there should be a storm,' I said 'but it was like this at haymaking and the weather never properly broke then.''If I was at sea I should run for a port,' Ralph said. He was looking towards the horizon where there was a yellow tinge to the sky over the top of the downs. By Philippa Gregory Ralph Funny Squinting Through Storm

She smiled an empty bitter smile that did not reach her eyes, 'Do you think it can be worse than this? I cannot be charged with treason, I am the Queen of England, I am England. I cannot be divorced, I am the wife of the King. He has run mad this spring and he will recover by autumn. And all I have to do is get through this summer.''The Boleyn summer,' I said. By Philippa Gregory England Eyes Smiled Empty Bitter

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, white against a white sky; it too is wasting away, and in its cold light I can hear a calling, like a choir, and I know it is not the music of owls, nor singers nor nightingales, but Melusina. Our ancestor goddess is calling around the roof of the house, for her daughter Jacquetta of the House of Burgundy is dying. By Philippa Gregory April Calling Hear Dusk Noise

When I was a child I wanted to be a vet. I'd come home with "lost" kittens and dogs. My mother would tell me to put them back. By Philippa Gregory Vet Child Wanted Lost Kittens

I won't forgive this wrong done to me and my house, whoever it was that killed my boys, I shall put a curse on their house that they will have no first born son to inherit. Whoever took my son will lose his son. He will spend his life longing for an heir. He will bury his first born and long for him, for I cannot even bury mine. By Philippa Gregory House Son Boys Inherit Forgive

dance. Last time I danced in these rooms it was the Christmas feast and I was wearing a dress of silk as rich as Queen Anne's own, made to the same pattern as the queen's, as if to force a comparison between her and me - her junior by ten years; and her husband the king, Richard, could not take his eyes off me. The whole court knew that he was falling in love with me and that he would leave his old sick wife to be with me. I danced with my sisters, but he saw only me. I danced before hundreds of people, but only for him. By Philippa Gregory Dance Danced Queen Richard Christmas

Being a stepmother has worked out very well for me. I love my stepchildren very much. By Philippa Gregory Stepmother Worked Love Stepchildren

To let yourself know that you want something, that you yearn for it. Sometimes that's the hardest thing to do. Because you have to have courage to know what you desire. You have to have courage to acknowledge that you are unhappy without it. And sometimes you have to find courage to know that it was your folly or your wrongdoing which lost it; before you make a spell to bring it back, you have to change yourself. That's one of the deepest transformations that can be. By Philippa Gregory Courage Yearn Hardest Thing Desire

If a woman is interested in her own struggle into identity and power, then she will be interested in other women. The lives of these, and other women, show me what a woman can do even without formal power, education, or rights, in a world dominated by men. They are inspirational examples of the strength of the female spirit. By Philippa Gregory Women Interested Power Woman Struggle

Like almost all girls I don't know the date of my birth: my parents did not trouble to record the day and the time. I only know the year and the season, and I only know the season because my mother had a great desire for asparagus when she was carrying me and swears that she ate it too green and her bellyache brought on my birth. By Philippa Gregory Birth Time Girls Date Parents

I am a queen" she observes. "It is natural that men are going to gather round me, hoping for a smile. By Philippa Gregory Queen Observes Hoping Smile Natural

If I could change one thing about myself I'd be less highly strung. I find my sensibility quite high maintenance. By Philippa Gregory Strung Change Thing Highly Maintenance

And what about Edward, is he still alive?''I don't know ... I pray God he is.''But you don't expect him anymore?''No ... If Edward is alive then I pray God he will find his way to me. And there will always be a candle in the window to light his way home, and my door will never be locked in case one day it is his hand on the latch. By Philippa Gregory God Edward Pray Alive Anymore

I swear I will never trust Edward again. This is not kingly, this is not as Arthur of Camelot. This is behaviour as base as an archer's bastard and I cannot meet his eyes when I see him stuffing his mouth at King Louis' table and pocketing the gold forks. By Philippa Gregory Edward Swear Trust Camelot Arthur

I remembered riding in the barge with Queen Katherine and how everyone had pulled off their hats as we went by and the women curtsied, and the children kissed their hands and waved. There had been a trust that the king was wise and strong and that the queen was beautiful and good and that nothing could go wrong. But Anne and the Boleyn ambition had opened a great crack in that unity and now everyone could see into the void. They could see now that the king was no better than some paltry little mayor of a fat little town, who wanted nothing more than to feather his own nest, and that he was married to a woman who knew desire, ambition and greed and longed for satisfaction. If By Philippa Gregory Katherine Queen Curtsied Waved Remembered

I am a woman who makes things happen, and I am not defeated yet. I am not defeated by a boy with a newly won crown, and no man will ever walk away from me certain that he won't walk back. By Philippa Gregory Happen Defeated Woman Makes Things

Her that I will double my people in the Tower and that I swear to her, on my honor, that I will protect them. Remind her that the uprising will start next month. As soon as we defeat Richard the king, we will set the boys free. Then, when she is reassured, when she is in her first moment of relief, when you see the color come to her face and you have convinced her - in that moment quickly ask her if she has her son Prince Richard in safety already. If she has him hidden away somewhere." He nods, but he is pale with fear. "And are they safe?" he asks. "Can I truly assure her that those poor boys By Philippa Gregory Tower Honor Richard Double People

The tears in my eyes are now running down my cheeks at the thought that I have been his wife and his bedfellow, his companion and his duchess, and even now, though he is near to death, still he does not love me. He has never loved me. He never will love me. By Philippa Gregory Bedfellow Duchess Death Love Tears

This is the man who hopes to be King of England. He has to marry a princess. He's not going to marry some beggarly widow from the camp of his enemy, who stood out on the road to plead with him to restore her dowry. If he marries an Englishwoman at all, she will be one of the great ladies of the Lancaster court, probably Warwick's daughter Isabel. He's not going to marry a girl whose own father fought against him. He's more likely to marry a great princess of Europe, an infanta from Spain, or a princesse from France. He has to marry to set himself more safely on the throne, to make alliances. He's not going to marry a pretty face for love. Lord Warwick would never allow it. And he is not such a fool as to go against his own interests. By Philippa Gregory Marry England King Warwick Man

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 course. But if He had tried a bad birth He would know what pain is. By Philippa Gregory Childbirth Impressed Crucifixion Lord Hurt

The baby should always be saved in preference to the mother. That is the advice of the Holy Church, you know that. I was only reminding women of their duty. There is no need to make everything so personal, Margaret. You make everything into your own tragedy. By Philippa Gregory Mother Baby Saved Preference Church

I say nothing, not one word, from beginning to end, and neither does he. If it were lawful for a woman to hate her husband, I would hate him as a rapist. By Philippa Gregory Word End Beginning Hate Husband

I wil not heat treason from my own daughterWhat will you do behead me for treason? We are not an amry at warWe are an army at war! This is your brother's rightful throne that we are talking about By Philippa Gregory Treason Wil Heat Daughterwhat Behead

He had that York gift, didn't he?" he presses me. "Of making people love him? Like your father King Edward did? Like you have? It's a blessing, there's no real sense to it. It's just that some men have a charm, don't they? And then people follow them? People just follow them?" I By Philippa Gregory York Gift People Presses Follow

I think that all of them must have lost their minds and have forgotten everything we were to each other. I said that they were no sisters to me, that I would forget them. But they have gone further than this: they have become my enemies. By Philippa Gregory Lost Minds Forgotten Sisters Forget

I love reading and I love thinking - the reason that I love my books so much is that in order to write them I have to read and to think for years at a time about the same period of time. By Philippa Gregory Love Time Thinking Reading Reason

I don't want to help, I want to hinder. I adore your hair, I like to see it loose. By Philippa Gregory Hinder Hair Loose Adore

When I rose up the queen was looking toward me, not as if I were a rival, but as if I were still her favorite little maid in waiting who might bring her some comfort. She looked at me as if for a moment she would seek someone who would understand the dreadful predicament of a woman, in this world ruled by men. George By Philippa Gregory Rival Comfort Rose Queen Favorite

We never look back. We have no time for regrets or second thoughts. If a plan goes awry we make another, if one weapon breaks in our hands we find a second. If the steps fall down before us we overleap them and go up. By Philippa Gregory Back Thoughts Time Regrets Plan

Have you ever wondered, Anne, in your untiring dance of seduction, whether you might not be dancing to Henry's tune instead of your own? I know how clever you are. How enticing. People whisper the word "witch" whenever you smile at him. But which of you is pale and hollow-eyed from too many scheming, sleepless nights? Which of you is growing more feverish day by day? Which of you is truly bewitched, Anne? By Philippa Gregory Henry Anne Wondered Seduction Untiring

Words have weight, something once said cannot be unsaid. Meaning is like a stone dropped into a pool; the ripples will spread and you cannot know what back they wash against. By Philippa Gregory Words Weight Unsaid Meaning Pool

There will be hundreds of sons making the same journey,' he says. 'All of us riding with broken hearts, all of us thinking of vengeance. This is what I feared would come; this is what I have dreaded. It is not very bright and honorable as you have always thought it; it is not like a ballad. It is a muddle and a mess, and a sinful waste, and good men have died and more will follow. By Philippa Gregory Journey Hundreds Sons Making Hearts

When we lay awake after making love I could hear the sleepy birds settling in their nests in the thatch. We had a little pallet bed, a table and two stools, a fireplace where we warmed up our dinner from the palace, and nothing more. We wanted nothing more. By Philippa Gregory Thatch Lay Awake Making Love

For instance, I have never believed that there is only one person for each person in the world. It doesn't make the least sense to me. However, in reality, I fell in love at 45 and I am absolutely certain that my now husband is the only man in the world for me, a truth I find both ridiculous and uplifting. By Philippa Gregory Person Instance World Believed Make

If you mean Charles Stuart,' Frances's voice rang out clearly in the hall, 'then calling him "he of whom you were speaking" is hardly a brilliant disguise. And if that is your idea of deep concealment then I don't anticipate great success, on the day of which you have spoken, or any other day, actually. By Philippa Gregory Stuart Frances Charles Hall Speaking

Go with the knowledge that I will think of you every time I lift your boy from his bed, every time I kneel for my prayers, every time I order my horse, every hour of every day. By Philippa Gregory Time Bed Prayers Horse Day

But seeing those words that were first written, and scratched out, and rewritten again in print and bound into a book, I know that I love the process of writing 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 that men have kept it to themselves. By Philippa Gregory Written Book Publishing Words Scratched

Discover new countries, and bring back wealth. My work is closer to home. I build, I establish, By Philippa Gregory Discover Countries Wealth Bring Back

I did not seek love with Thomas, but I did not resist it. And now I am trapped in desire like a butterfly with its feet in honey, and the more I struggle, the deeper I sink. By Philippa Gregory Thomas Seek Love Resist Honey

Nothing would be the same for any woman in this country again. From this time onward no wife, however obedient, however loving, would be safe. For everyone would know that if a wife such as Queen Katherine of England could be put aside for no reason, then any wife could be put aside. By Philippa Gregory Wife Woman Country Put Queen

It's not a question of wanting to be queen; it's not even a question of wanting honorable love anymore. I am mad for him, I am madly in love with him. I would go to him if I had to walk barefoot. Tell me I am one of many. I don't care! I don't care for my name or for my pride anymore. As long as I can have him once more, that's all I want, just to love him; all I want to be certain of is that I will see him again, that he loves me. By Philippa Gregory Question Wanting Love Queen Honorable

I feel as if I can think only when I see the words flowing from the nib of my quill, that my thoughts make sense only when they are black ink on cream paper. I love the sensation of a thought in my head and the vision of the word on the page. By Philippa Gregory Quill Paper Feel Flowing Nib

But Anne, do you love him?" I asked curiously.The curve of her hood hid all but the corner of her smile. "I am a fool to own it, but I am in a fever for his touch. By Philippa Gregory Anne Love Smile Touch Asked

There was no question now who sat at the right hand of the King. It was the Queen, who walked through the great hall wearing deepest crimson and gold with her head high and a little smile on her lips. She did not flaunt her return to favour. She took it as she had taken her eclipse: as the nature of royal marriage. Now that her star was risen again she walked as proudly as she had ever done when in shadow. By Philippa Gregory King Question Sat Hand Queen

I feel I owe it to the women that their stories should be told fully by us - the descendants and heirs to their very real struggles and genuine victories. And so I hope very much that you will find this novel is a gateway to take you closer to the lives of your inheritance, your forebears: these real women and their world. Philippa By Philippa Gregory Victories Women Real Feel Owe

I have given my word that only death will take me from you. By Philippa Gregory Word Death

There are women that men marry and there are women that men don't," Anne pronouned. "And you are the sort of mistress a man doesn't bother to marry. Sons or no sons.""Yes," Mary said. "I expect your right. But there clearly is a third sort and that is the woman that men neither marry or take as their mistress. Woman that go home ... alone for Xmas. And thats seems to be you my dear sister. Good day. By Philippa Gregory Women Anne Marry Men Pronouned

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 By Philippa Gregory Anne Break Heart Family Spirit

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 trusted no one else to support him, to hold the kingdom together as he pushed forwards. She could have conquered the mountains for no one else; he was the only one that could have attracted her support. What looked like a remarkable unity of two calculating players was deceptive - it was their passion which they played out on the political stage. She was a great queen because that was how she could evoke his desire. He was a great general in order to match her. It was their love, their lust, which drove them; almost as much as God. By Philippa Gregory Sierra Nevada Road Sending Men

We stand hand-clasped, our faces quite blank, as if this were not a nightmare that tells me, as clearly as if it were written in letters of fire, what ending a girl may expect if she defies the rules of men and thinks she can make her own destiny. I am here not only to witness what happens to a heretic. I am here to witness what happens to a woman who thinks she knows more than men. By Philippa Gregory Handclasped Blank Fire Destiny Witness

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 and reviewed by a male critic. This could not change until women were admitted to universities and colleges. When women could train as historians in the universities, they could for the first time research, write, and publish scholarly history. By Philippa Gregory Man Written Male Critic Scholarly

So he left her, because in his heart he feared that she was a woman with a divided nature - and he did not realize that all women are creatures of divided nature. By Philippa Gregory Nature Divided Left Heart Feared

And I am much attached to my cock, brother. Make sure your sister can put another prince in the cradle, he says baldly. Save my balls for her, Anthony! By Philippa Gregory Brother Cock Anthony Attached Make

He shrugged. Whatever does it mean? We write poems about it all day and sing songs about it all night but if there is such a thing in real life I'm damned if I know. By Philippa Gregory Shrugged Write Poems Day Sing

Mother, before God," I say, my voice shaking with tears, "I swear that I have to believe that there is more for me in life than being wife to one man after another, and hoping not to die in childbirth! By Philippa Gregory Mother God Tears Childbirth Voice

Poor little girl. Poor little girl, Nan says, and at first I think she is speaking of the baby, perhaps it is a girl after all. But then I realize she is speaking of me, a girl of thirteen years, whose own mother has said that they can let her die as long as a son and heir is born. By Philippa Gregory Poor Girl Speaking Baby Years

She looked at me as if for a moment she would seek someone who would understand the dreadful predicament of a woman, in this world ruled by men. By Philippa Gregory Woman Men Looked Moment Seek

The Duke of Clarence, the king's beloved brother George, is beside him looking like a true York prince, golden-haired, ready of smile, graceful even in repose, a handsome dainty copy of my husband. He is fair and well made, his bow is as elegant as an Italian dancer's, and his smile is charming. "Your Grace," he says. "My new sister. I give you joy of your surprise marriage and wish you well in your new estate. By Philippa Gregory Clarence George Duke York Goldenhaired

In truth, I did not have to wonder. She would be feeling that disturbing mixture of emotions that she always summoned from me: admiration and envy, pride and a furious rivalry, a longing to see a beloved sister succeed, and a passionate desire to see a rival fall. By Philippa Gregory Truth Admiration Envy Pride Rivalry

We are joint heirs,' I said in a sharp undertone. 'The land will always be partly mine.'Richard smiled, a smile like midsummer skies. 'I shan't regard it.' He said sweetly. 'And you don't know the law, my clever little cousin. If they commit you to an asylum, you are disinherited at once. Did you not know that, my dear? If you go on with your seeings and your dreamings, you will lose everything. By Philippa Gregory Heirs Undertone Joint Sharp Richard

Because she is my sister, and therefore one-half of me. By Philippa Gregory Sister Onehalf

Her sadness had given her a serenity which had not been there before. It was as if she had learned a hard lesson: that chances in life would not fall into her lap like ripe cherries. By Philippa Gregory Sadness Serenity Lesson Cherries Learned

The queen is right. The queen is always right. By Philippa Gregory Queen

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. By Philippa Gregory Longing Desire Sit Encounter Danger

I put the charm bracelet away in the purse and return it to my jewel case. I don't need a spell to foresee the future; I am going to make it happen. By Philippa Gregory Case Put Charm Bracelet Purse

In the water is a woman of such beauty that her skin is paler than the white marble and her hair is darker than the night skies. He falls in love with her at once, and she with him, and he takes her to the castle and makes her his wife. By Philippa Gregory Skies Water Woman Beauty Skin

I am so tired; all I want to do is sleep. I want to sleep all the day, from dawn until twilight that every evening comes a little earlier and a little more drearily. In the daytime, all I can think about is sleeping. But in the night I do is try to stay awake. By Philippa Gregory Tired Sleep Day Drearily Dawn

For a moment I felt the terror. The deep primeval terror of something one does not understand, something which is against nature or, at the least, against everything one has ever seen or known before. By Philippa Gregory Terror Moment Felt Understand Deep

We all had parts to play, we all had costumes to wear, we all had to be as merry as we could be, for the King was always laughing this winter and the Queen never stopped smiling. By Philippa Gregory King Queen Play Wear Smiling

Perhaps we will not be great people, chosen by God, but just happy. By Philippa Gregory God People Chosen Happy Great

I have to retain the illusion of things happening, I have to make Henry feel more and more intensely loved, I have to give him the belief that things are getting better and better because he is a king and all his life everyone has told him that he shall have the very best. He has been promised cream and gold and honey, I cannot give him 'wait.' How am I to keep going? How am I to do it?" I By Philippa Gregory Things Henry Give Happening Loved

Might be that marriage was not the death of a woman and the end of her true self, but the unfolding of her. It might be that a woman could be a wife without having to cut the pride and the spirit out of herself. A woman might blossom into being a wife, not be trimmed down to fit. By Philippa Gregory Woman Marriage Death End True

He is a young man with a future of power and opportunity and we are young women destined to be either wives and mothers at the very best, or spinster parasites at the worst. By Philippa Gregory Young Worst Man Future Power

I would know you anywhere for my true love. Whoever I was and whoever you were, I would know you at once for my true love. By Philippa Gregory Love True

I understand now why they break into convents, force women against their will, defy sanctuary to finish the killing chase. They arouse in themselves a wild vicious hunger more like animals than men. I did not know that war was like this. I feel I have been a fool not to know, since I was raised in a kingdom at war and am the daughter of a man captured in battle, the widow of a knight, the wife of a merciless soldier. But I know now. By Philippa Gregory Convents Force Defy Chase Understand

For he loved her and he understood that a woman cannot always live as a man. He understood that she cannot always think as he thought, walk as he walked, breathe the air that he took in. She would always be a different being from him, listening to a different music, hearing a different sound, familiar with a different element. By Philippa Gregory Understood Man Loved Woman Live

Eyes downcast, she went past me without a glance. Dismissively her gown brushed my knees as if I should have drawn further back, out of her way, as if everyone should always step back to let Anne through. Then she was gone and as I looked up I met the Queen's eye. She looked blankly at me as I might look at a rivalry of birds fluttering in a dovecote. It was not as if it mattered. They would all be eaten in time. By Philippa Gregory Downcast Glance Past Back Anne

I saw his glance flick over me, like a horse trader assessing the value of a filly. Whenever I looked up the king's eyes were on me, whenever I looked away I was conscious of his stare still on my face. When By Philippa Gregory Filly Glance Flick Horse Trader

A woman who loved him would have to learn obedience, and I was not yet ready to be an obedient wife. By Philippa Gregory Obedience Wife Woman Loved Learn

War does not answer war, war does not finish war. The only ending is peace. By Philippa Gregory War Answer Finish Peace Ending

One little boy, and he a bastard,' Anne said thoughtfully.'One little girl of six, one elderly Queen and a King in the prime of his life.' She looked up at the two of us, dragging her gaze away from her own pale face in the water. 'What's going to happen?' She asked. 'Something has to happen. What's it going to be? By Philippa Gregory Anne Queen King Boy Bastard

Though the leaves fall from the trees like brown tears, for him everything must be as green as fresh grass, as white as May blossom, as if to convince us all that the seasons are upside down and we are all Tudors now. A By Philippa Gregory Tudors Tears Grass Blossom Leaves

For a moment we glared at each other, stubborn as cats on the stable wall, full of mutual resentment and something darker, the old sense between sisters that there is only really room in the world for one girl. The sense that every fight could be to the death. By Philippa Gregory Stubborn Wall Full Darker Girl

I would like you to have a beautiful day every day. By Philippa Gregory Day Beautiful

A steady love, a faithful love, a wife's love is the best. By Philippa Gregory Love Steady Faithful Wife

With this contradictory parentage of mine: solid English earth and French water goddess, one could expect anything from me. An enchantress or an ordinary girl. There are some who will say I am both. By Philippa Gregory English French Mine Solid Goddess

Yes, Your Grace," I correct her. "I am My Lady, the King's Mother, now, and you shall curtsey to me, as low as to a queen of royal blood. This was my destiny: to put my son on the throne of England, and those who laughed at my visions and doubted my vocation will call me My Lady, the King's Mother, and I shall sign myself Margaret Regina: Margaret R. By Philippa Gregory Grace Lady Mother King Margaret

I was born to be Queen of England and mother of the next King of England. I have to fulfill my destiny, it is my God-given destiny. By Philippa Gregory England Queen King Destiny Born

Heart of England; it cannot be attacked without hurting us all. The king listened to him, listened to every word, and at the end of it he said that By Philippa Gregory England Heart Attacked Hurting Listened

I'm a lady. It's none of it mine. Look at you. You're doing well enough - is your wife a rich woman?" He chuckled sheepishly at that. "She's my wife. She does as well as I do. But she doesn't own anything of her own." "It's the same for me," I said. "I do as my father does, as my husband does. I dress as is proper for their wife or their daughter. But I don't own anything on my own account. In that sense I am as poor as your wife." "But you are a Howard and I am a nobody," he observed. "I'm a Howard woman. That means I might be one of the greatest in the land or a nobody like you. It all depends." "On what?" he asked, intrigued. I thought of the sudden darkening of Henry's face when I displeased him. "On my luck. By Philippa Gregory Wife Lady Howard Woman Mine

If you are a reader, you are already halfway to being a writer," she says. "For you have a love of words and pleasure from seeing them on a page. And if you are a writer, then you will find that you are driven to write. It is a gift that demands to be shared. You cannot be a silent singer. By Philippa Gregory Writer Reader Halfway Page Love

I listen with the air of an eager disciple as he propounds things that I have thought ever since I began my studies. Now he is glancing into books that I have read and hidden for my own safety, and he tells me the things that strike him as if they are a great novelty and I should learn them from him. Little Lady Jane Grey knows these opinions, Princess Elizabeth has read them; I taught them both myself. But now I sit beside the king and exclaim when he describes the blindingly obvious, I admire his discovery of the widely known, and I remark on his perception. By Philippa Gregory Things Studies Listen Air Eager

I can't sleep, I can't eat, I can't do anything but think about him. At night I dream of him, all day I wait to see him, and when I do see him my heart turns over and I think I will faint with desire. By Philippa Gregory Sleep Eat Desire Night Dream

I like to do the research of history and the creativity of writing fiction. I am creating this thing which I think is twice as difficult as writing either history or fiction. By Philippa Gregory Fiction History Writing Research Creativity

I look up into his face and catch a glimpse of an emotion I never expected to see. His hazel eyes are warm, his mouth is tender. He looks like a man in love. By Philippa Gregory Face Catch Glimpse Emotion Expected

She dropped to the stool before the little looking glass, rested her head on her hands and stared at herself. "He's in love with me," she said. "He's mad for me. I spend all my time bringing him close and holding him off. When he dances with me I can feel his hardness like a codpiece. He's desperate to have me. By Philippa Gregory Glass Rested Dropped Stool Head

She did not look like my sister, she did not look like any mortal woman at all. She carried herself as if she were the greatest queen that had ever been born. We By Philippa Gregory Sister Mortal Woman Born Carried

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. By Philippa Gregory God Ordered Judge Sin Person

She was like a mother to me ... and I betrayed as a daughter will betray her mother and yet, never stop loving her. By Philippa Gregory Mother Betrayed Daughter Betray Stop

Personally, I don't think that having a water goddess for an ancestress is a guarantee of freedom against seasickness, nor come to that, shipwreck. By Philippa Gregory Personally Shipwreck Seasickness Water Goddess

of the ancient cities of Greece and By Philippa Gregory Greece Ancient Cities

When you pray, you know that you want something, that's always the first step. to let yourself know that you want something, that you yearn for it. sometimes that's the hardest thing to do. Because you have to have courage to know what you desire. You have to have courage to acknowledge that you are unhappy without it. By Philippa Gregory Pray Step Courage Yearn Hardest

A parceltaken from one place to another, handed from one owner to another, unwrapped and bundled up at willis all that I am. A vessel, for the bearing of sons, for one nobleman or another: it hardly matters who. By Philippa Gregory Handed Unwrapped Parceltaken Place Owner

When a man wants a mystery, it is generally better to leave him mystified. Nobody loves a clever woman. By Philippa Gregory Mystery Mystified Man Generally Leave

God has not given this false marriage his blessing. Every year he has turned his face from me and I should have seen it earlier. The queen is not my wife, she is Arthur's wife. By Philippa Gregory God Blessing Wife False Marriage

I also felt a storm in the air. It prickled on the horizon. I felt it on my skin. The skies were clear, I could not wish for clearer. But I could feel the clouds massing against me, somewhere over the horizon. By Philippa Gregory Air Horizon Storm Felt Prickled

Life is a risk, who knows this better than me? Who knows more surely that babies die easily, that children fall ill from the least cause, that royal blood is fatally weak, that death walks behind my family like a faithful black hound? By Philippa Gregory Life Risk Easily Weak Hound

Don't waste your courage on hating him. Keep yourself to yourself. And keep up your courage. By Philippa Gregory Courage Waste Hating

Be a wife of whom he can make no complaint, Margaret. That is the best advice I can give to you. You will be his wife; that is to be his servant, his possession. He will be your master. You had better please him. By Philippa Gregory Margaret Complaint Make Wife Advice

I turn around from the window and for the first time I see him ... It is Richard, smiling at my surprise.I run to him, without thinking what I am doing. I run to the first friendly face that I have seen since Christmas, and in a moment I am in his arms and he is holding me tightly and kissing my face, my closed eyes, my smiling mouth, kissing me till I am breathless and have to pull away from him. By Philippa Gregory Turn Window Time Run Richard

A man and a woman can love each other so deeply that their hearts beat as if they were one heart, and yet, at the same time, know that they are utterly hopelessly different. By Philippa Gregory Time Man Woman Love Deeply

Perhaps there is a God like firelight, but all we can see is the shadows that we cast ourselves when we walk in front of the fire. Then we see great leaping shadows and think that this is God, but really it is only our own image. By Philippa Gregory God Firelight Fire Shadows Cast

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 your duty. By Philippa Gregory Refuse Wife Husband Till Death

In a world where women were bought and sold as horses I had found a man I loved; and married for love. I would never suggest that this was a mistake. By Philippa Gregory Loved Love World Women Bought

The common people only see weakness where there is greatness of spirit. By Philippa Gregory Spirit Common People Weakness Greatness

Stars in the night,' he said. 'Something something something something, some delight By Philippa Gregory Stars Night Delight

I try to go to the gym three times a week, and I swim, too. By Philippa Gregory Week Swim Gym Times

I'm utterly indifferent to Kate Middleton's baby. By Philippa Gregory Kate Middleton Baby Utterly Indifferent

I feel no peace, I feel nothing. I think I will feel nothing forever. By Philippa Gregory Feel Peace Forever

The sons of York will destroy each other, one brother destroying another, uncles devouring nephews, fathers beheading sons. They are a house which has to have blood, and they will shed their own if they have no other enemy. By Philippa Gregory York Sons Uncles Nephews Fathers

She looks down at the ground to hide her smile of pleasure and to affect modesty, but when the dance brings them together and she takes his hand, her eyes come up to him and they gaze at each other with absolute longing. By Philippa Gregory Modesty Hand Longing Ground Hide

We are both people of faith," he said quietly. "Our enemies should be the people who have no faith, neither in their God, nor in others, nor in themselves. The people who should face our crusade should be those who bring cruelty into the world for no reason but their own power. There is enough sin and wickedness to fight, without taking up arms against people who believe in a forgiving God and who try to lead a good life. By Philippa Gregory People Faith God Quietly Enemies

Harry could come and go as he pleased; he was always a visitor in his own home. He never belonged to Wideacre as I belonged. Only Papa, the land and I were the constant elements in my life. Papa, the land and I had been inseparable since the first time I had seen Wideacre in its wonderful wholeness from between the hunter's ears. Papa, the land and I would be here forever. By Philippa Gregory Papa Land Wideacre Harry Pleased

The house I grew up in was a tall Victorian town house in Bristol. There were very big rooms, which were under-furnished and always cold. By Philippa Gregory Bristol Victorian House Grew Tall

Another husband, another new house, another new country, but I never belong anywhere and I never own anything in my own right. By Philippa Gregory Husband House Country Belong

My advice to you, as you go to your husband, is never to trust him and never love him more than he loves you. By Philippa Gregory Husband Advice Trust Love Loves

I am marrying the finest man I have ever known." "It will cost you dear," he warns. "It would be worse to lose him. By Philippa Gregory Marrying Finest Man Dear Warns

As men have to fight, women have to wait and plan. This is your time for waiting and planning, and you must be constant and discreet.Honesty matters so much less. By Philippa Gregory Fight Women Plan Men Wait

I 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 sister to this insane distress and us to this savage battle. By Philippa Gregory Anne Boleyns Ambition Possessed Brought

He knew as well as I did that you cannot release a girl from her promise to love a man. She either gets herself free or she is bound for life. By Philippa Gregory Man Knew Release Girl Promise

Grief had refined her girlish prettiness, she had the clear decided looks of a woman who had seen her hopes destroyed. By Philippa Gregory Grief Prettiness Destroyed Refined Girlish

He promised her that he would give her everything, everything she wanted, as men in love always do. And she trusted him despite herself, as women in love always do. By Philippa Gregory Love Wanted Promised Give Men

I love going to London for a couple of days but I need to be in the country. I like the silence, the smell and the seasonal changes, especially in spring and summer. I really feel that I belong there. By Philippa Gregory London Country Love Couple Days

We have no time for regrets or second thoughts. If a plan goes awry we make another, if one weapon breaks in our hands we find a second. If the steps fall down before us we overleap them and go up. It is always onward and upward By Philippa Gregory Thoughts Time Regrets Plan Awry

He greeted Anne with a roar of joy, swept her up and kissed her. You would think he had never been Sir Loyal Heart to his Queen Katherine. You would think it had been his worst enemy who had died and not a woman who had loved him faithfully for twenty-seven years and died with a blessing for him on her lips. By Philippa Gregory Anne Joy Swept Greeted Roar

I never thought it would end like this. I never thought he would leave me without saying goodbye. By Philippa Gregory Thought End Goodbye Leave

I don't much like Singapore. It's very big, very modern and very urbanised. As a rule, I prefer older places where you get a sense of the history. By Philippa Gregory Singapore Big Urbanised Rule History

When she looked down the hall at Anne and at me it was as if she looked straight through us, as if we were nothing but clear panes of Venetian glass and all she wanted to know was what might be beyond. She did not seem to envy us, nor see us as rivals to her father's attention or even as a danger to her mother's place. She saw us as a pair of light women, so insubstantial that the wind might blow us away in a merciful puff. She By Philippa Gregory Looked Anne Venetian Hall Straight

For Harry Potter I have all the time in the world. By Philippa Gregory Harry Potter World Time

God does not make the way smooth for those He loves. He sends hardships to try them. Those that God loves the best are those who suffer the worst. By Philippa Gregory God Make Smooth Loves Worst

Before God, I love you and cherish you more than anything in the world. Of course I want to marry you. I love you heart and soul. By Philippa Gregory God World Love Cherish Marry

I cannot be your mistress," I say simply. "I would rather die than dishonor my name. I cannot bring that shame on my family." I pause. I am anxious not to be too discouraging. "Whatever I might wish in my heart," I say very softly. By Philippa Gregory Mistress Simply Die Dishonor Family

Slowly, like a breeze going through treetops, they doff their hats and bow, and I realize that they are acknowledging me as queen, queen in the place of Margaret of Anjou, Queen of England, the greatest woman in the realm, and nothing in my life will ever be the same again. I By Philippa Gregory Queen Anjou England Margaret Slowly

Hidden from History: 300 Years of Women's Oppression and the Fight Against It, London: Pluto Press, 1973. By Philippa Gregory London History Years Pluto Press

I would never lie to anyone about history. By Philippa Gregory History Lie

If He were not God, then one would think it very badly planned. By Philippa Gregory God Planned Badly

window, with Rig trotting By Philippa Gregory Window Rig Trotting

Nobody gets to be Queen of England by being loveable. You will have to play your cards right. By Philippa Gregory Queen England Loveable Play Cards

We might, either of us, be Queen of England and yet we'll always be nothing to our family. By Philippa Gregory Queen England Family

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. By Philippa Gregory England Queen Shamed Presence Time

She would not let it go. "I had thought to be Queen of England and see my son on the throne," she repeated. By Philippa Gregory Queen England Throne Repeated Thought

We say that we are rulers of this country, but we do not make a rule of law. We say that we command these people, but we do not lead them to peace or prosperity. We,their own lords, quarrel among ourselves, and bring death to their door, as if our opinions and thoughts and dreams are worth far more than their safety and health and children. By Philippa Gregory Country Law Rulers Make Rule

This is a generation of men accustomed to warfare, inured to danger and familiar with cruelty. By Philippa Gregory Warfare Inured Cruelty Generation Men

Your trouble, William, is that you have no ambition. You don't see that there is in life only ever one goal.' 'And what is that?'More', George said simply. 'Just more of anything. More of everything. By Philippa Gregory William Trouble Ambition George Goal

This is a woman whose belly is filled with pride. She has been eating nothing but her own ambition for nearly thirty years. By Philippa Gregory Pride Woman Belly Filled Years

I feel very strongly that history has mostly been written by men, and even when it is not prejudiced against women it is dominated by a male perspective and male morality. Some of my heroines have been considered simply unimportant - like Mary Boleyn or Katherine Howard - and some of them have been stereotyped - like Anne of Cleves and Katherine of Aragon. I don't start with a determination of putting the record straight, but when I read terribly prejudiced misjudgments of women I cannot help but consider what they would really have been like - and writing them back into the history. By Philippa Gregory Male Katherine Men Morality Feel

And it seems to me that there is nothing more likely to cure a woman of lust than marriage. Now I understand what the saint meant when he said that it was better to marry than to burn. In my experience, if you marry, you certainly won't burn. By Philippa Gregory Marriage Burn Cure Woman Lust

Ah, my dear, you are a good wife. You are my beauty. You are my only love. By Philippa Gregory Dear Wife Good Beauty Love

He bares his yellow teeth in a smile at me. 'Everyone is always our enemy,' he says. 'But right now, we are winning. By Philippa Gregory Bares Yellow Teeth Smile Enemy

Learning is an ornament to a good woman, not a distraction. By Philippa Gregory Learning Woman Distraction Ornament Good

Men command the world that they know . Everything that men know they make their own. Everything that they learn, they claim for themselves. They are like the alchemists who took for the laws that govern the world, and then want to own them and keep them secret. Everything they discover,they hug to themselves: they shape knowledge into their own selfish image. What is left to us women but the realms of the unknown? By Philippa Gregory Men World Command Make Learn

We will have to cut our coats to suit our cloth, and wait and see. By Philippa Gregory Cloth Cut Coats Suit Wait

In a way. Magic is the act of making a wish come about. Like praying, like plotting, like herbs, like exerting your will on the world, making something happen. By Philippa Gregory Making Magic Act Praying Plotting

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. By Philippa Gregory Fortune Low Courage Wheel High

The wheel of fortune [ ... ] tells us that we all only want victory. We all want to triumph. But we all have to learn to endure what comes. We have to learn to treat misfortune and great fortune with indifference. That is wisdom. By Philippa Gregory Victory Wheel Learn Fortune Triumph

She can be pious, she can be learned, she can be witty and wise and beautiful, but if she is married to a fool she will be "that poor Mrs. Fool" until the day he dies. By Philippa Gregory Fool Mrs Pious Learned Beautiful

We are Plantagenets - we dine on a diet of betrayal and heartbreak. By Philippa Gregory Plantagenets Heartbreak Dine Diet Betrayal

Thomas More once told me: lion or king, never show fear or you are a dead man. By Philippa Gregory Thomas Lion King Man Told

We have to be more royal than royalty itself or nobody will believe us. By Philippa Gregory Royal Royalty

But I don't forget and I don't forgive. By Philippa Gregory Forgive Forget

Everything that highly educated men can do to obscure a simple truth, to make a woman doubt her feelings, to make her own thoughts a muddle, they do to her. They use their learning as a hurdle to herd her one way and then the other and then finally trap her in contradictions of which she can make no sense. By Philippa Gregory Make Truth Feelings Muddle Highly

We are making a new order," he said. "A new world. There is talk of the end of the authority of the Pope, the map of France and Spain is being redrawn. Everything is changing, and here we are, at the very front of the change. By Philippa Gregory Order Making Pope France Spain

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. By Philippa Gregory Boleyn Lightning Sword Flash Head

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. By Philippa Gregory God Faith Wrong Understand Doubt

Every woman is a mad ugly bad old witch somewhere in her heart. By Philippa Gregory Heart Woman Mad Ugly Bad

Lechery?" he asked with a wink, guessing from the hour that I had been with some palace kitchen-maid."Oh aye, most vile," I said cheerfully, and jumped into the boat. By Philippa Gregory Lechery Wink Guessing Palace Aye

She knew that being a mortal woman is hard on the heart, hard on the feet. By Philippa Gregory Hard Heart Feet Knew Mortal

What a test of love it is, when the beloved is less than perfect. By Philippa Gregory Perfect Test Love Beloved

I like writing historical fiction. By Philippa Gregory Fiction Writing Historical

Compared with the rest of us she was silver, while we were pewter, a common mixture of lead and tin. By Philippa Gregory Compared Silver Pewter Tin Rest

I am, at this moment, what I have always been to him: an object of beauty. He has never loved me as a woman. By Philippa Gregory Moment Beauty Object Woman Loved

She poured me a cup of coffee and I drank it standing by the back door, looking out of the back garden. I felt it scald my tongue but it did not warm me. It was heavy with sugar but it did not taste sweet. I gave a little sigh. There are some days when nothing seems right. By Philippa Gregory Back Door Garden Poured Cup

Conviviencia - living alongside each other in harmony, whatever their beliefs. For the enemy is not another person who believes in a god. The enemy is ignorance, and people who believe in nothing and care for nothing. By Philippa Gregory Conviviencia Living Harmony Beliefs Enemy

Insane", he says simply. "Hopeless. The king is a saint and cannot rule, and his son his a devil and should not. By Philippa Gregory Insane Simply Hopeless Rule King

I had never seen a woman in such despair before. It was worse than death, it was a constant longing for death and a constant rejection of life. She lived like darkness in her own day. By Philippa Gregory Woman Despair Constant Death Life

The art of happiness is being content with what you have,' she would say, looking with apparent satisfaction out of the dusty windows at the garden, yellowing like an uncut hayfield in the October sunshine. By Philippa Gregory October Garden Yellowing Sunshine Art

... if I cannot be with my sister, then I don't want any bedfellow at all. By Philippa Gregory Sister Bedfellow

I have seen sights and travelled in countries you cannot imagine. I have been afraid and I have been in danger, and I have never for one moment thought that I would throw myself at at a man for his help. By Philippa Gregory Imagine Sights Travelled Countries Danger

For I am in love. For the first time in my life, utterly and completely, I have fallen in love, and I can not believe it myself. By Philippa Gregory Love Life Utterly Completely Time

When they see us dance. When they see how you look at me. When they see how I smile at you. By Philippa Gregory Dance Smile

Oh yes. Draw your hem back from my mud, little sister. By Philippa Gregory Draw Mud Sister Hem Back

Loving a woman and loving his child is enough, By Philippa Gregory Loving Woman Child

He is my brother. She is my sister. Come what will, they are my kin. By Philippa Gregory Brother Sister Kin

Scowling with worry. Come at once, he's By Philippa Gregory Scowling Worry

I think nobody in the whole world knows what it is to be in love, to be so beloved. By Philippa Gregory Love Beloved World

Luca saw her bloodstained hands as the clerk bound them with a rope, and Luca realized that she was a thing of horror, a beautiful thing of horror, the worst thing between heaven and hell: a fallen angel. By Philippa Gregory Horror Thing Luca Rope Hell

Although some people think I am a romantic novelist I have always thought of myself as a rather gritty radical historian. By Philippa Gregory Historian People Romantic Novelist Thought

He's coming for you, is all she says. This is how he always does it. He's coming for you, Kat, and I don't know how to save you. I'm packing Bibles and I'm burning papers, but they know you have been reading and writing, and they are changing the law ahead of me. I can't make sure you obey the law because they are changing it faster than we can obey. By Philippa Gregory Coming Kat Changing Law Obey

The castle will seem very quiet and strange without you here. The stone stairs and the chapel will miss your footstep, the gateway will will miss your laughter, and the wall will miss your shadow. By Philippa Gregory Miss Castle Quiet Strange Footstep

True obedience can only happen when you secretly think you know better, and you choose to bow your head. Anything short of that is just agreement, and any ninny-in-waiting can agree. By Philippa Gregory True Head Obedience Happen Secretly

You look as if you would eat me up," he says. "I would," I say. "I cannot think how to sate my desire for you. I think I will have to keep you prisoner here and eat you up in little cutlets, day after day." "If I kept you prisoner, I would devour you in one greedy swallow," he chuckles. "But you would not get out till you were with child. By Philippa Gregory Eat Prisoner Day Sate Desire

If everyone in Christendom ate nothing but fish on Friday, then the fishermen and their children would eat well the rest of the week. By Philippa Gregory Friday Christendom Week Ate Fish

She never thought when she overthrew a queen that thereafter all queens would be unsteady. By Philippa Gregory Unsteady Thought Overthrew Queen Queens

I think my heart has broken, but I have offered the fragments to God. By Philippa Gregory God Broken Heart Offered Fragments

I will stand up and speak in my own voice and no man will ever silence me again. By Philippa Gregory Stand Speak Voice Man Silence

They say that at the mountain pass he looked back at his kingdom, his beautiful kingdom, and wept, and his mother told him to weep like a woman for what he could not hold as a man. By Philippa Gregory Kingdom Wept Man Mountain Pass

To stop us reading forbidden books they will have to burn every manuscript. But to stop us thinking forbidden thoughts they will have to cut off our heads. By Philippa Gregory Stop Manuscript Forbidden Reading Books

Take care with your words, Jacquetta, especially in cursing. Only say the things you mean, make sure you lay your curse on the right man. For be very sure that when you put such words out in the world they can overshoot-like an arrow, a curse can go beyond your target and harm another. A wise woman curses very sparingly. By Philippa Gregory Jacquetta Cursing Care Words Curse

And those people like my grandmother, who are so free with their insults and their slaps, who say that it is a tremendous honor and a fine step up for a ninny like me, might well consider that a fool can be jumped up, but a fool can also be thrown down; and who is going to catch me then? By Philippa Gregory Fool Grandmother Slaps People Free

A troubadour to a distant mistress. By Philippa Gregory Mistress Troubadour Distant

He treats her as if he would spare her any fatigue, as if he has dedicated his life to her happiness. By Philippa Gregory Fatigue Happiness Treats Spare Dedicated

I have seen statues that would look stodgy beside her, I have seen painted Madonnas whose features would be coarse beside her pale luminous loveliness. By Philippa Gregory Madonnas Loveliness Statues Stodgy Painted

We stood for a moment, handclasped in the warm sunshine, and I thought, like a lovesick girl: This is heaven. By Philippa Gregory Moment Handclasped Sunshine Thought Girl

My mother? My own mother told my lady governess that if the baby and I were in danger then they should save the baby. By Philippa Gregory Mother Baby Told Lady Governess

You can smile when your heart is breaking because you're a woman. By Philippa Gregory Woman Smile Heart Breaking

For who could resist a woman who could fall from being queen to commoner and yet still carry herself as if greatness was within? By Philippa Gregory Resist Woman Fall Queen Commoner

If this is the will of God, it takes a strange and terrible shape. I did not know that the God of Battles was vile like this. I never knew that a saint could summon torment like this. By Philippa Gregory God Shape Strange Terrible Battles

This child could not command a pet dove.Harsh but true, lol! By Philippa Gregory Lol True Child Command Pet

Them till the very last moment, and then what did I do but protect the family from By Philippa Gregory Moment Till Protect Family

What am I to do, what can any woman do, when her husband is such a fool as to desire a woman for a moment, rather than the woman he is pledged to for eternity? By Philippa Gregory Woman Moment Eternity Husband Fool

When it's done, it's done. And no one will know until it's done. By Philippa Gregory

She's a Boleyn and a Howard,"I said frankly."Underneath the great name, we 're all bitches on heat. By Philippa Gregory Howard Underneath Boleyn Frankly Heat

I looked over to Anne. She was untying her mask and watching me with a long calculating look, the Boleyn look, the Howard look that says: what has happened here, and how may I turn it to my advantage? It was as if under her golden mask was another beautiful mask of skin, and only beneath that was the real woman. By Philippa Gregory Anne Mask Looked Boleyn Howard

I shall be dark and French and fashionable and difficult. And you shall be sweet and open and English and fair. What a pair we shall be! What man can resist us? By Philippa Gregory French Difficult Dark Fashionable English

What's your family?" he demanded through clenched teeth." Boleyn."" What's your kin?""Howard's.""What's your home?""Hever and Rochford.""What's your kingdom?""England.""Who's your king?""Henry.""Then serve them. In that order. Did I say the Spanish queen once in that list?""No.""Remember it. By Philippa Gregory Family Teeth England Henry Demanded

If it means something, take it to heart. If it means nothing, it's nothing. Let it go. By Philippa Gregory Heart

Any ninny with an honest heart, a scheming family, and an open purse can do that. By Philippa Gregory Heart Family Ninny Honest Scheming

If it means something to you,then take it to heart. If it means nothing, it means nothing, let it go. By Philippa Gregory Heart Youthen

The most powerful men of the kingdom have dragged a duchess down and sent her out to be a marvel to the common people of London. They are so deeply afraid of her that they took the risk to dishonor their own. They are so anxious to save themselves that they thought they should throw her aside. By Philippa Gregory London Powerful Men Kingdom Dragged

However heart-stopping his smile and however honest his eyes, however much I think of him as a boy fired to greatness by his own ambition, I cannot trust him. By Philippa Gregory Eyes Ambition Heartstopping Smile Honest

She has a smile that grows slowly and then shines, like an angel's smile. By Philippa Gregory Shines Smile Grows Slowly Angel

In the cellar, the two young women were shrouded in darkness as if they were already in their grave. By Philippa Gregory Cellar Grave Young Women Shrouded

I have overturned the order. Nothing will ever be the same for any woman in this country again. By Philippa Gregory Order Overturned Woman Country

We fell asleep wrapped in each other as if we could not bear to part, even in sleep we could not bear to let each other go. By Philippa Gregory Bear Part Fell Asleep Wrapped

Her confidence is extraordinary, her impertinence unforgivable, her words terribly true. By Philippa Gregory Extraordinary Unforgivable True Confidence Impertinence

But young hearts mend easily, and hearts that own half of England have something better to do than to beat faster for love. By Philippa Gregory England Easily Love Hearts Young

When they launch snakes you'll have your namesake. By Philippa Gregory Namesake Launch Snakes

I believe that to be a free woman is to be both passionate and intelligent; and I am a free woman at last. By Philippa Gregory Free Woman Intelligent Passionate

How should I forget them? They are around me like wasps around a honeypot. By Philippa Gregory Forget Honeypot Wasps

Because all books are forbidden when a country turns to terror. The scaffolds on the corners, the list of things you may not read. These things always go together. By Philippa Gregory Terror Books Forbidden Country Turns

There is nothing that sickens a country more than its own people fighting against one another. It destroys families; it is killing us daily. By Philippa Gregory Sickens Country People Fighting Families

It is not love that matters, Mistress Boy, it is what you choose to do with it. What'd you choose to do with yours? By Philippa Gregory Mistress Boy Choose Matters Love

She tried to live like an ordinary woman, but some women cannot live an ordinary life. By Philippa Gregory Ordinary Woman Life Live Women

I knew when I first saw you that you were the woman I would want for all my life. By Philippa Gregory Life Knew Woman

The moment that changed me for ever was when I had my first seminar with my history professor at the University of Sussex. I realised that history would answer all the questions I had spent my life asking. It was an extraordinary moment. By Philippa Gregory Sussex University History Changed Seminar

Then life taught me a harder lesson, beloved: it is better to forgive an enemy than destroy him. By Philippa Gregory Beloved Lesson Life Taught Harder

Jane had gone to pray for the dead queen, Anne would dance on her grave. The By Philippa Gregory Anne Jane Queen Grave Pray

I have learned the power of surviving. By Philippa Gregory Surviving Learned Power

Only fools wait when their enemies are coming, to see if they may prove to be friends. By Philippa Gregory Coming Friends Fools Wait Enemies

People always make up stories about princesses. It comes to us with the crown. We have to carry it as lightly as we can. By Philippa Gregory People Princesses Make Stories Crown

Would kill them at once, and blame it on Richard. If he found my sons alive, he By Philippa Gregory Richard Kill Blame Alive Found

He pauses, his smile warm. "I By Philippa Gregory Pauses Warm Smile

Nothing in the world matter more than life. You have a long road to walk and a lot of lessons to learn if you don't know that. By Philippa Gregory Life World Matter Long Road

For most of my life i have been adored by fools and hated by people of good sense, and they all make up stories about me in which I am either a saint or a whore. But I am above these judgments, I am a Queen. By Philippa Gregory Sense Whore Life Adored Fools

Just because one man calls him Allah and another calls him God is no reason for believers to be enemies. By Philippa Gregory Allah God Calls Enemies Man

A single man's imperfect conscience can never be superior to centuries of tradition. By Philippa Gregory Tradition Single Man Imperfect Conscience

The bird sings as if to say that delight is easy, for those who desire it By Philippa Gregory Easy Bird Sings Delight Desire

Knowing that you do not know is to ask humbly, instead of tell arrogantly. That is the beginning of wisdom. By Philippa Gregory Knowing Humbly Arrogantly Wisdom Beginning

Edward lives as if there is no tomorrow, Richard as if he wants no tomorrow, and George as though someone should give it to him for free. By Philippa Gregory Tomorrow Richard George Edward Free

She can speak three languages, but she can tell the truth in none of them. By Philippa Gregory Languages Speak Truth

One should never offend more men than one can persuade, By Philippa Gregory Persuade Offend Men

I am not a yard of ribbon. I am not a leg of ham. I am not for sale to anyone. By Philippa Gregory Ribbon Yard Ham Leg Sale

I realize that I can laugh, that it is possible to be happy, that laughter and hope can come back to me. By Philippa Gregory Laugh Happy Realize Laughter Hope

But to tell you the truth, it is the same for me. I am as envious of her as she is of me. But I have seen her rise and rise. By Philippa Gregory Truth Rise Envious

Ah, Hannah, you have never longed to live as I long to live if you do not know that another day is the most precious thing. By Philippa Gregory Hannah Live Thing Longed Long

He was such a happy boy, and happiness is not memorable. By Philippa Gregory Boy Memorable Happy Happiness

That's how it is for women," I said, stung into honesty. "It's not what one would choose - I grant you that. But women are the very toys of fortune. By Philippa Gregory Stung Honesty Women Choose Fortune

They arouse in themselves a wild vicious hunger more like animals than men. I did not know that war was like this. By Philippa Gregory Men Arouse Wild Vicious Hunger

Getting a woman into power is not the point - it's getting a good woman into power who thinks and cares about what she does. By Philippa Gregory Woman Power Point Good Cares

Much commented on. I have three new hoods to match, which By