But anyone who has been that young knows that the great grief of love is that your body feels the most when it knows the least. — Sarah Dunant Copy Share Image
Together he [Girolamo Savonarola] and his archenemy Lorenzo [de' Medici] would have been the stuff of gargoyles. One could almost imagine the diptych in… — Sarah Dunant Copy Share
“Johannes Burchard. The only man in Rome whose face remains the same be it perfume or shit under his nose.” — Sarah Dunant Copy Share
The Devil may take the reckless, but the good will surely die of boredom. Boredom and frustration. — Sarah Dunant Copy Share
Obsessed? I don't know what the word means. I know there were times when I couldn't think of anything else. I used to stay… — Sarah Dunant Copy Share
“...there is a kind of comfort to be gained from the passing of time, hour upon hour, day upon day, time falling like thick… — Sarah Dunant Copy Share
“She is only a young woman who did not want to become a nun. The world is full of them.” — Sarah Dunant Copy Share
“Either you’re standing under your haloes, eyes up to heaven, or you’re munching apples in their faces and flashing your bush. I’m not even… — Sarah Dunant Copy Share
If grace belongs to God, there are those who say that luck belongs to the Devil and that he looks after his own. — Sarah Dunant Copy Share
“There have been none like us before. And there will be none afterwards. Be careful what you write.” — Sarah Dunant Copy Share
“Outside, the city is changing. While we have been talking of God's laws and seacrets of the earth, a cold fog has come rolling… — Sarah Dunant Copy Share
“Someone told me much later that you always know the people who are going to make a difference in your life, from the very… — Sarah Dunant Copy Share
So if we could not have love, my husband and I, then at least I could have alchemy. — Sarah Dunant Copy Share
“It was so cold. In the monastery. Sometimes the wind came from the sea with ice in it... It could freeze the skin off… — Sarah Dunant Copy Share
“Any man in love with Cesare is already half in love with his sister. Now, when [Pedro Calderon] shuts his eyes, he cannot see… — Sarah Dunant Copy Share
