I would play ball with Catherine, and hide and seek: Not a very challenging game in an open meadow, but she was still at the age where she believed that if she shut her eyes and buried her head under a shawl then she could not be seen.

He had taken George, my beloved George, from me. And he had taken my other self: Anne.

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.

But young hearts mend easily, and hearts that own half of England have something better to do than to beat faster for love.

the bird sings as if to say that delight is easy, for those who desire it

I felt as if we were fighting something worse than Anne, some demon that possessed her, that possessed all of us Boleyns: ambition - the devil that had brought us to this little room and brought my sister to this insane distress and us to this savage battle.

You have to choose the best, every day, without compromise...guided by your own virtue and highest ambition