I can't sleep, I can't eat, I can't do anything but think about him. At night I dream of him, all day I wait to see him, and when I do see him my heart turns over and I think I will faint with desire.
Philippa GregoryBefore anything else I was a woman who was capable of passion and who had a great need and a great desire for love.
Philippa GregoryJane," I said quietly. She opened her eyes, she had been far away in prayer. "Yes, Mary? Forgive me, I was praying." "If you go on flirting with the king with those sickly little smiles, one of us Boleyns is going to scratch your eyes out.
Philippa GregoryAnd โ I think you know, donโt you? โ that I love you, Anne.โ I feel as if I have been living in a loveless world for too long. The last tender face I saw was my fatherโs when he sailed for England. โYou do? Truly?โ โI do.โ He rises to his feet and pulls me up to stand beside him. My chin comes to his shoulder, we are both dainty, long-limbed, coltish: well-matched. I turn my face into his jacket. โWill you marry me?โ he whispers. โYes,โ I say.
Philippa Gregory