Only fools wait when their enemies are coming, to see if they may prove to be friends.

Oh yes. Draw your hem back from my mud, little sister.

I want to take you for pleasure, and hold you in my arms for desire. I want you to know that it is your kiss that I want, not another heir to the throne. You can know that I love you, quite for yourself, when I come to your bed, and not as the York’s broodmare.” I tilt back my head and look at him under my eyelashes. “You think to bed me for love and not for children? Isn’t that sin?” His arm comes around my waist and his palm cups my breast. “I shall make sure that it feels richly sinful,” - Edward IV to Elizabeth Woodville -

He may well speak French and Latin and half a dozen languages, but since he has nothing to say – what good are they?

To save my son, I would plot with the devil himself.

One’s lover is one’s partner in observing and understanding the world. Marriage is a place where joint narratives are composed. If the lover is a liar then all your joint observations are unreliable. You will have to start all over again.

Being a stepmother has worked out very well for me. I love my stepchildren very much.