“Old age can be a deceiver. My knees ache when I walk, but if I sit still, I do not feel so… — Phyllis T. Smith Copy Share Image
“My knees ache when I walk, but if I sit still, I do not feel so different from the girl I was.” — Phyllis T. Smith Copy Share Image
“Old age can be a deceiver. My knees ache when I walk, but if I sit still, I do not feel so… — Phyllis T. Smith Copy Share Image
“Any woman who says she does not want to guide the actions of the man she loves is, in my opinion, lying.” — Phyllis T. Smith Copy Share Image
“Somewhere here there’s important information I absolutely need,” Tavius said. “But it’s hard for anyone else to sort out what I should know about.… — Phyllis T. Smith Copy Share Image
“In his arrogance, Caesar had even renamed one of the months of the year—the most beautiful summer month—Julius, after himself.” — Phyllis T. Smith Copy Share Image
“A day is a day whether you are a washerwoman or a baker or the ruler of Rome.” — Phyllis T. Smith Copy Share Image
“Some would say it hardly mattered what women thought of Tavius, that even senators' wives, like Mucia, had no power to shape events. But… — Phyllis T. Smith Copy Share Image
“promised myself I would never cry again for this cause. I would not attend anymore to my guilt, or my regrets about the past.… — Phyllis T. Smith Copy Share Image
“The defeated gladiator fought reasonably well, and at the end, with a sword to his throat, raised his hand to appeal for mercy. Tavius… — Phyllis T. Smith Copy Share Image
“The past lives in us, and blood is blood. We cannot escape, though we may wish to.” — Phyllis T. Smith Copy Share Image
“Sometimes the most direct road is not the best one. Often men do not know this, but it is something girls learn young.” — Phyllis T. Smith Copy Share Image
“I have often thought,” she said, “that women are the only true adults in the world, and men are a species of children. When… — Phyllis T. Smith Copy Share Image
“I have often thought,” she said, “that women are the only true adults in the world, and men are a species of children. When… — Phyllis T. Smith Copy Share Image
