“What's an ambitious man but a player, Borgia—a player on a grand scale and the world his card game?” — Hella S. Haasse Copy Share Image
“I should be the last to deny that the lordly prelates serve their own ambition and avarice before anything else; the higher their rank… — Hella S. Haasse Copy Share Image
“Despite masks and fancy dress I couldn't lose myself for one instant in all this exuberance. You have to be an Italian, lighthearted and… — Hella S. Haasse Copy Share Image
“You're still trapped in that blind worship of the intellect. . ." . . . Something about her zeal repels me, even though I… — Hella S. Haasse Copy Share Image
“Now he was singed by pain. When he finally opened his eyes he saw, at the end of the narrow green path, dazzlingly bright… — Hella S. Haasse Copy Share Image
“She saw him as Eros, but Ferrante was convinced that the statue represented Mors, the personification of death. Later that double identity seemed significant… — Hella S. Haasse Copy Share Image
“With my pen I will rule the world. You'll see, they'll call me the scourge of princes.” — Hella S. Haasse Copy Share Image
“Al wat je ooit zag of hoorde, al wat je dacht te weten, is niet meer dat, maar anders.” — Hella S. Haasse Copy Share Image
“En la forest de Longue Attente chevauchant par divers sentiers m'en voys, ceste année présente où voyage de Desiriers. Devant sont aller mes fourriers… — Hella S. Haasse Copy Share Image
“A person can carry his own persecutor, his own prison, about with him, Monseigneur. He can - as you know - die of thirst… — Hella S. Haasse Copy Share Image
“What's an ambitious man but a player, Borgia—a player on a grand scale and the world his card game?” — Hella S. Haasse Copy Share Image
“I remember asking her to tell me the secret of her charm and her growing success. As usual, she laughed. — Hella S. Haasse Copy Share Image
