“Now he was singed by pain. When he finally opened his eyes he saw, at the end of the narrow green path, dazzlingly bright light. There she is, he thought breathlessly, there she is. With a shout of joy and… — 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
