“One little boy, and he a bastard,' Anne said thoughtfully. 'One little girl of six, one elderly Queen and a King in the prime of his life.' She looked up at the two of us, dragging her gaze away from… — Philippa Gregory Copy Share Image
“Poor little girl. Poor little girl," Nan says, and at first I think she is speaking of the baby, perhaps it is a girl after all. But then I realize she is speaking of me, a girl of thirteen years,… — Philippa Gregory Copy Share Image
“Mother, before God," I say, my voice shaking with tears, "I swear that I have to believe that there is more for me in… — Philippa Gregory Copy Share Image
“Say yes,’ he whispers. ‘Marry me.’ I hesitate. I open my eyes. ‘You will get my fortune,’ I remark. ‘When I marry you, everything I have becomes yours. Just as George has everything that belongs to Isabel.’ ‘That’s why you can trust me to win it for you,’ he says simply. ‘When your interests and mine are the same, you… — Philippa Gregory Copy Share
“But I warn you that a woman who seeks great power and wealth has to pay a great price, Perhaps you will be a… — Philippa Gregory Copy Share Image
“I raised my hand to wave in case he looked back; but he did not. He rode straight backed, looking forward. He rode like… — Philippa Gregory Copy Share Image
“When you are still and thoughtful you are as lovely as the statues they are carving in Italy.” — Philippa Gregory Copy Share Image
Edward lives as if there is no tomorrow, Richard as if he wants no tomorrow, and George as though someone should give it to… — Philippa Gregory Copy Share Image
You can smile when your heart is breaking because you're a woman. — Philippa Gregory Copy Share Image
“We fell asleep wrapped in each other as if we could not bear to part, even in sleep we could not bear to let… — Philippa Gregory Copy Share Image
“One little boy, and he a bastard,' Anne said thoughtfully. 'One little girl of six, one elderly Queen and a King in the prime… — Philippa Gregory Copy Share Image
“We have been married little more than a year and already there is a terrible silence around some subjects. We never speak of the disappearance of my brothers—a stranger listening to us would think it was a secret between us, a guilty secret. We never speak of my year at Richard’s court. We never speak of the conception of Arthur… — Philippa Gregory Copy Share
“It doesn’t matter if you call it magic or determination. It doesn’t matter if you make a spell or a plot. You have to make up your mind what you want, and have the courage to set your heart on it. You will be Queen of England, your husband is the king. Through you, the Yorks regain the throne of… — Philippa Gregory Copy Share
