One more time, she promised herself. That wasn't too trollopy. She wouldn't be too trollopy. But when they actually got to the guardhouse? Trollopy.

It’s better to live like a flame, to know a man and love him even if he can’t be yours, then never to love at all.

My duchess,” James stated, his eyes sweeping the crowd with the air of a man who has ruled the waves. “She is not a swan, because that would imply she had once been an ugly duckling.

You don't know how easy death is. It's - it's like a door. A person simply walks through it, and she's lost to you forever.

Piers looked up at him. 'You're new. What's your name?' 'Neythen, my lord.' 'Sounds like a terrible illness. No, more like a bowel problem. I'm sorry, Lord Sandys, your son has contracted neythen and won't live a month. No, no, there's nothing I can do. Sandys would have preferred hearing that to syphilis.

Yes, it's quite amazing how I continue to shock my mother even after all these years together

I would prefer not to throw myself on a funeral pyre. Please come back to me.