Quotes from Jeanne Kalogridis

I do not worship their devil. Nor do I worship their other gods--Jesus, Jehovah, the Holy Spirit--but I respect them, for all gods are One. I worship the Great Mother, the one many call Diana, whose secret name the inquisitors shall never know. If this makes me a witch by their definition--very well then, I am a witch, just as surely as they are Christians and murderers.

Miroir de l'Ame Pecheresse, Mirror of a Lost Soul.

I had learned a fundamental truth about killing: The victim's anguish is brief and fleeting, but the murderer's endures forever.

I had a choice: to quail, or to harden. I hardened.

A pity, ' he said, without a trace of mockery. 'It seems that those who possess the greatest beauty appreciate it the least.

Nicicând pl?cerea nu adusese cuiva at?ta durere.

My heart is yours, Cesare. And we are both damned for it.

Está nua, e a luz impregna a sua pele branca de um brilho quente, como se tivesse mergulhada em mel (...)»

The sensation that seized me that morning?the twentieth of May?as I sat on my velvet cushion beside the Pope and stared down at the man standing beside my husband, was swift, irrevocable, and violent, like a dagger plunged into the heart. I trembled. I did not want it; I did not seek it; yet there it was, and I was at the mercy of it. And I knew nothing of the man who had just stolen my soul.

To love someone," she said. "I can tell from your face that you love this man, and you loved your husband, too. What is it like?" "It is . . . wonderful," I replied. "It gives me a reason to wake up every morning. When he is happy, I am happy; when he is sad, I want only to cheer him. It is the best thing in life; nothing else comes close to it.

Is there anything more horrible than death?

How could you ever have loved a man so cruel?' Trusia lifted her chin at that, and regarded me intensely; her voice held a trace of indignance, and I understood that the depth of her love for my father transcended all else. 'You speak as though I had a choice,' she said.