But I despised men who accepted their fate. I shaped mine twenty times and had it broken twenty times in my hands. — Dorothy Dunnett Copy Share Image
Man is a being of varied, manifold and inconstant nature. And woman, by God, is a match for him. — Dorothy Dunnett Copy Share Image
“A man of over thirty might be held to be at the height of his powers, but not necessarily of his wisdom.” — Dorothy Dunnett Copy Share Image
To the men exposed to his rule Lymond never appeared ill: he was never tired; he was never worried, or pained, or… — Dorothy Dunnett Copy Share Image
The coast's a jungle of Moors, Turks, Jews, renegades from all over Europe, sitting in palaces built from the sale of Christian… — Dorothy Dunnett Copy Share Image
And the English army, wheeling, started south at a gallop over the hill pass into Ettrick, followed by twenty men and eight… — Dorothy Dunnett Copy Share Image
[Robin Stewart] was your man. True for you, you had withdrawn the crutch from his sight, but still it should have been… — Dorothy Dunnett Copy Share Image
“Haven't I been worth five years' excellent gossip to you? Are you not all waiting agog to see me seize my sister-in-law by the… — Dorothy Dunnett Copy Share Image
“Standing safely on the opposite bank with her dry maid, her dry escort, and a company of streaming horsemen, Philippa said scathingly, ‘That’s men… — Dorothy Dunnett Copy Share Image
“It wasna a man,’ said Andrew Kerr broadly. ‘T’was my aunty. I tellt ye. I’m no risking cauld steel in ma wame for a… — Dorothy Dunnett Copy Share Image
“I don't like this war. I don't like the cold-blooded scheming at the beginning and the carnage at the end and the grumbling and… — Dorothy Dunnett Copy Share Image
“It is not easy for Brehons to decide concerning bees that have taken up their lodging in the trees of a noble dignitary; with… — Dorothy Dunnett Copy Share Image
“Go away and bleed to death,’ said his onetime saviour sharply. ‘On behalf of the female sex I feel I may cheer every lesion.” — Dorothy Dunnett Copy Share Image
Lack of genius never held anyone back. Only time wasted on resentment and daydreaming can do that. — Dorothy Dunnett Copy Share Image
“What do you hope for that you haven’t got? What can that child give you?’ There was a little silence. ‘A virgin audience for… — Dorothy Dunnett Copy Share Image
Did I ever tell you,’ said Lymond pausing on the afterthought, on his way to the flap, ‘that that aunt of mine once hatched… — Dorothy Dunnett Copy Share Image
“Which reminds me -' 'The new ladies have arrived,' said Adam grimly. 'Guaranteed of clean stock, and inured to Russian practices. Osep has announced… — Dorothy Dunnett Copy Share Image