She put her hand in his, and he clasped it firmly, knowing he had been waiting for her all his life.

Edwina always enjoyed a morning ride. Some mornings she rode the horse, and some mornings she rode the groom.

Life was life. It happened. You never knew what was going to come at you. Or how you could defend yourself.

We are each the authors of our own lives, Emma. We live in what we have created. There is no way to shift the blame and no one else to accept the accolades.

I am a huge admirer of Elizabeth I, and this intriguing biography gives a wonderful picture of the era.

I will never stop writing. People often ask when I will retire, but I say it's none of their business. Writing defines who I am. I love the feeling of holding a finished book in my hands, and then I can't wait to start the great adventure of writing the next one.

The value of life lies not in the length of days, but in the use we make to them; a man may live long, yet get little from life. Whether you find satisfaction in life depends not on your tale of years, but on your will - Montaigne, Essays