Quotes from Daisy Goodwin

Until the Married Women's Property Act of 1870, everything a married woman earned legally belonged to her husband. It wasn't until the Act of 1882 that she could retain her own property once she was married.

Love Poem Sharing one umbrella We have to hold each other Round the waist to keep together. You ask me why I'm smiling — It's because I'm thinking I want it to rain for ever. Vicki Feaver

wondered if the animal described as 'semper

Como sabéis, conocí a vuestro padre, majestad. Pero he de deciros que creo que preferiría teneros a vos a mi lado en el campo de batalla.

But much better to be peculiar than to be "fashionable

My fellow officers find that peculiar but I am rather proud of my eccentricities

to ride well to hounds is simply a diversion. It leaves no record. But already, my dear Charlotte, you have created something, a legacy.

When he drew back she said, 'Don't you mind?' 'Mind what?' he whispered. 'My skin. Don't you mind kissing a coloured girl?

Well, have you ever known someone who is nice and nasty, who makes you love them one minute and hate them the next? Who makes you feel wonderful and terrible and you never know which one it is going to be?

Perhaps she would never really know him. A year and a half ago that though would have been unbearable to her, but now she had learnt to live with uncertainty, even to love it.

And English society was was not exactly welcoming to these rich newcomers: Imagine Kim Kardashian marrying Prince Henry today and you get the general idea of the suspicion and disdain that the Americans encountered.

one to know. I have spilt some ink on my dress and I am concealing it with paint.' Charlotte pointed at the blemish with her finger. 'There! Good as new.' 'But what on earth were you doing messing about with ink in a white ball gown? I thought girls had better things to do before a ball, like getting their hair arranged

When she was chair of the Orange Prize for Fiction in 2010, Daisy Goodwin wrote a controversial essay lamenting the 'unrelenting grimness' of so many novels and pointing out that 'generally great fiction contains light and shade'---not only misery but joy and humor. 'It is time for publishers to stop treating literary fiction as the novelistic equivalent of cod-liver oil: if it's nasty it must be good for you.

To be a queen, you have to be more than a little girl with a crown.

To be a queen, you have to be more than a little girl with a crown." – Lady Flora Hastings

Bloody Men Bloody men are like bloody buses— You wait for about a year— And as soon as one approaches your stop Two or three others appear. You look at them flashing their indicators, Offering you a ride. You're trying to read the destinations, You haven't much time to decide. If you make a mistake, there is no turning back. Jump off, and you'll stand there and gaze While the cars and taxis and lorries go by And the minutes, the hours, the days. Wendy Cope

But it was better to know of it than to see it in its daily monotony.

Sisi knew that it was hopeless to live up to the fairy-tale princess with stars in her hair of the Winterhalter portrait, an image that sold everything from chocolates to liver salts in Vienna, but she found it impossible not to try. Beauty was her gift, her weapon and her power, and she dreaded its passing.