Quotes from Philippa Gregory

of the agreed facts: the official bedding; the young couple co-habiting at Ludlow; their youth and health; and the absence of any concern about the consummation of their marriage; convincingly indicates

Open those beautiful eyes of yours and tell lies for us." ?

He is a very cautious man, and he believes wholeheartedly in nothing.

The laws against Jews, their enforced separation in villages, the prejudicial traditions against them and the regular assaults and killing are part of the history of antisemitism that has disgraced Christendom for 2,000 years.

We teach our boys and girls to know their fear and step towards it as their friend. To use it as a warning. Far braver to face it than go away.

I could see the condemned man, accompanied by his priest, walk slowly from the Tower toward the green where the wooden platform was waiting, the block of wood placed center stage, the executioner dressed all ready for work in his shirtsleeves with a black hood over his head.

We fell asleep wrapped in each other as if we could not bear to part, even in sleep we could not bear to let each other go.

If I cannot be with my sister, then I don't want any bedfellow at all.

She never thought when she overthrew a queen that thereafter all queens would be unsteady.

Oricare ar fi limba ce o povesteÈ™te, pe orice melodie ar fi cântat?, tragedia Melusinei e aceasta: b?rbatul îi va promite întotdeauna mai mult decât îi st? în putin?? unei femei pe care n-o poate înÈ›elege

Though the leaves fall from the trees like brown tears, for him everything must be as green as fresh grass, as white as May blossom, as if to convince us all that the seasons are upside down and we are all Tudors now. A

Nu vreau s? m? gândesc la faptul de a fi o femeie care nu poate tr?i în noua lume pe care o construiesc b?rbaÈ›ii. Nu vreau s? m? gândesc cum s-a ridicat Melusina din fântâna ei artezian? È™i s-a închis într-un castel, cât timp sunt refugiat? în sanctuar È™i noi, toate fiicele Melusinei suntem captive într-un loc, unde nu putem fi pe de-a întregul noi însele".

The thought of a king who can determine not only what life his people lead but even the nature of the God they worship makes me shiver.

They were dressed in layer upon layer of winter clothes but they had no special ribbons or favours pinned to their capes. The new parliament had ruled that Christmas was not to be marked with any feasting or merrymaking, but must be a day like any day. Red

Every scholarly history that was written before 1920 was written by a man who had been taught by a man, whose thesis would be examined by a man, and whose book would be published by a male publisher and reviewed by a male critic. This could not change until women were admitted to universities and colleges. When women could train as historians in the universities, they could for the first time research, write, and publish scholarly history.

A ficção pega numa história, ou num aspecto do todo, e pode narrar acontecimentos trágicos, potentes, individuais; mas é o todo que deveria ser contado: e o todo é inconcebível.

I feel worse than I have ever done before, because now I know that it is easier to take a country into war than to bring it to live at peace, and a country at war is a bitter place to live, a risky place to have daughters, and a dangerous place to hope for a son.

was in correspondence with their religious

A man may love her if he keeps her secret and lets her alone when she wants to bathe, and she may love him in return until he breaks his word, as men always do, and she sweeps him into the deeps, with her fishy tail, and turns his faithless blood to water.

I thought then that we would all die in the darkness and solitude. I thought that an executioner would come for us silently one night. I thought I might wake briefly with the weight of a pillow on my face. I thought that I would never see sunshine again. I was a young woman then, and I thought that sorrow as deep as mine could only lead to death. I was grieving for my father and frightened by the absence of my brothers, and I thought that soon I would die too.

I had a small looking glass on the wall and I stood before it and gazed at my own reflection.

He's coming for you, is all she says. This is how he always does it. He's coming for you, Kat, and I don't know how to save you. I'm packing Bibles and I'm burning papers, but they know you have been reading and writing, and they are changing the law ahead of me. I can't make sure you obey the law because they are changing it faster than we can obey.

Looking from one bright delighted face to another I thought for one illuminating moment what fools we were to make this one man's temper the very centre of our lives

What if I don't want an unwilling bridegroom, a pretender to the crown, who won his throne through disloyalty and betrayal? What if I tell you that my heart is in an unmarked grave somewhere in Leicester?" She