He is my brother. She is my sister. Come what will, they are my kin.

Anyone can attract a man. The trick is to keep him.

He promised her that he would give her everything, everything she wanted, as men in love always do. And she trusted him despite herself, as women in love always do.

If there is love enough,then nothing-not nature, not even death itself- can come between two who love each other.

There are many sorts of love. And when you love a man who is less than you dreamed, you have to make allowances for the difference between a real man and a dream. Sometimes you have to forgive him. Perhaps you even have to forgive him often. But forgiveness often comes with love.

A man will always promise to do more than he can do to a woman he cannot understand.

The sons of York will destroy each other, one brother destroying another, uncles devouring nephews, fathers beheading sons. They are a house which has to have blood, and they will shed their own if they have no other enemy.