Judith took a deep breath. "Aye, you captured Iain's wife," she said again. "But he married your daughter.

Knowledge is freedom and with freedom comes understanding.

Men. They were all so incredibly easy to sway. Pat them on their heads, give them something to eat, and they'll follow you anywhere. Add a smile and a few stupid compliments, and they'll immediately forget all about their other responsibilities.

A woman can't do anything about her appearance. Either she's pretty or she isn't. But her character is quite another matter.

Madelyne, we're married now. 'Tis a usual occurrence to bed one's wife on the wedding night.

Let go of me or slow down," she demanded as she tried to keep pace with him. He slowed down. "I swear to God, you try the patience of a saint." "You aren't a saint, Brodick, no matter what your mother might have told you.

Don't you dare weep," he commanded. "You've broken my heart." "I 'll fix it later.