“If they succeed, you will not be packed off to some idyllic farm, where you can write bad poetry, we will both be executed.” — A. H. Septimius Copy Share Image
“Yet Theo had become engrossed in his own tale, transporting himself back to the night of which he spoke. In the distance, he could again see the faces he had encountered on that fateful night, the twisted bodies and pained… — A. H. Septimius Copy Share Image
“He returned her gaze, yearning for sentimental solace; love which emanated from a familiar source, mattered little how bedevilling. They shared an intimate moment,… — A. H. Septimius Copy Share Image
“Above all, he loathed men who beat women; for, real men didn’t exercise their strength on frail creatures, they joined the army and put… — A. H. Septimius Copy Share Image
“Educated and ambitious, with their own forthright opinions, the women of the Garvey set did more to determine political direction than many councillors. Their… — A. H. Septimius Copy Share Image
“The world needed gentle men to rule if the people were to live in peace, not the warmongers and conniving men she so often… — A. H. Septimius Copy Share Image
“To discover what becomes of men who do not pay debts owed to Ratilla, one must visit the underworld.” — A. H. Septimius Copy Share Image
“A continent once described as the white man’s grave, can now be suitably dubbed the white man’s harem.” — A. H. Septimius Copy Share Image
“What had, moments ago, appeared a dangerous gambit, now seemed an elegant coup de maître.” — A. H. Septimius Copy Share Image
“Do not try to be your father boy, it is a hopeless pursuit, particularly when you, like I, have a father of such colossal… — A. H. Septimius Copy Share Image
“I consider my wife and children in all things; yet, I must consider Amara also.” — A. H. Septimius Copy Share Image
“Those who looked with revulsion at the oppressive might of her arms, were obliged to marvel at the egalitarian nature of her social programmes.” — A. H. Septimius Copy Share Image
“If they succeed, you will not be packed off to some idyllic farm, where you can write bad poetry, we will both be executed.” — A. H. Septimius Copy Share Image
