Her beauty might fascinate men, but it was difficult to charm them when she stood mute. . . .

I held Nefertiti's body closer to mine, trying to press her spirit into me, to bring it back. But the reign of Nefertiti was finished. She was gone from Egypt.

These will be my last moments of peace. . . . From now on, my love. . . will bring nothing but chaos.

That's because I've learned how to use it [smile], Woserit said. I don't pass it out like an old woman giving free milk to the village cats. It's something that must be controlled, and for you especially. You use it on anyone. You must learn to be more judicious.

After all, that's why we read historical fiction-to be transported to another time, and to be astonished at ancient people's lives and traditions, just as they would probably be astonished at ours.

And when that time comes, let's hope your friends outnumber your enemies.

Nothing is forever...nothing lasts.