En Ma Fin Est Ma Commencement - In my end is my beginning.

For he loved her and he understood that a woman cannot always live as a man. He understood that she cannot always think as he thought, walk as he walked, breathe the air that he took in. She would always be a different being from him, listening to a different music, hearing a different sound, familiar with a different element.

I am in the interesting position of being sometimes skimmed by the critics and called literature and sometimes called historical fiction.

I put the charm bracelet away in the purse and return it to my jewel case. I don't need a spell to foresee the future; I am going to make it happen.

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

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

We might, either of us, be Queen of England and yet we'll always be nothing to our family.