Just because one man calls him Allah and another calls him God is no reason for believers to be enemies.

But Anne, do you love him?" I asked curiously. The curve of her hood hid all but the corner of her smile. "I am a fool to own it, but I am in a fever for his touch.

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

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.

If it means something, take it to heart. If it means nothing, it's nothing. Let it go.

It is not love that matters, Mistress Boy, it is what you choose to do with it. What’d you choose to do with yours?

Yes, Your Grace," I correct her. "I am My Lady, the King's Mother, now, and you shall curtsey to me, as low as to a queen of royal blood. This was my destiny: to put my son on the throne of England, and those who laughed at my visions and doubted my vocation will call me My Lady, the King's Mother, and I shall sign myself Margaret Regina: Margaret R.