One never gets the same summer twice.

She was like a mother to me...and I betrayed as a daughter will betray her mother and yet, never stop loving her.

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.

Although some people think I am a romantic novelist I have always thought of myself as a rather gritty radical historian.

I love reading and I love thinking - the reason that I love my books so much is that in order to write them I have to read and to think for years at a time about the same period of time.

It is no small thing, this, for a woman: freedom.

One never gets the same summer twice.