Elizabeth was counting on Marco to keep cousin Mary occupied until after the board meeting was over. A piece of cheese might catch a mouse, but an afternoon alone with a muscular masseur would ensnare her cousin far more effectively.… — Barbara Taylor Bradford Copy Share Image
Elizabeth studied the blurry tabloid photo, which showed her cousin Mary Stuart leaving a Paris disco at dawn, drunkenly clinging to the arm of a French tennis pro. The message was very clear. Put passion first and you end up… — Barbara Taylor Bradford Copy Share Image
“once that each of us is the author of our own lives? That we are responsible for what we are? For the deeds, both… — Barbara Taylor Bradford Copy Share Image
“Mary never made it to the board meeting. Cunning Elizabeth simply arranged for her cousin's tennis instructor to "delay" her for an hour or… — Barbara Taylor Bradford Copy Share Image
I will never stop writing. People often ask when I will retire, but I say it's none of their business. Writing defines who I… — Barbara Taylor Bradford Copy Share Image
“Sleeping with a man half your age can be exhausting, but if it's too much for him you can always find a younger man.” — Barbara Taylor Bradford Copy Share Image
“He's half my ex-husband's age, but twice as energetic when we have sex. And twice as grateful afterwards.” — Barbara Taylor Bradford Copy Share Image
“tries, and tries very hard, but she doesn’t know what it’s like to be the sole survivor, the only one left of one’s contemporaries.… — Barbara Taylor Bradford Copy Share Image
She put her hand in his, and he clasped it firmly, knowing he had been waiting for her all his life. — Barbara Taylor Bradford Copy Share Image
A person with taste is merely one who can recognize the greatest beauty in the simplest things. — Barbara Taylor Bradford Copy Share Image
Life always gets harder towards the summit - the cold increases, responsibility increases — Barbara Taylor Bradford Copy Share Image
“You can be with a man for twenty years and never really know who he truly is. Then again, you can meet a man… — Barbara Taylor Bradford Copy Share Image
