My mother? My own mother told my lady governess that if the baby and I were in danger then they should save the baby.
Philippa GregoryTags: life women history personhood childbirth
We may be of the same family, but that is the very reason why we are not friends, for we are rivals for the throne. What quarrels are worse than family quarrels?
Philippa GregoryMargaret...you must know that you could never change your own life. You are a girl: girls have no choice. You could never even choose your own husband: you are of the royal family. A husband would always have been chosen for you. It is forbidden for one of royal blood to marry their own choice. You know this too. And finally, you are of the House of Lancaster. You cannot choose your allegiance. You have to serve your house, your family, and your husband. I have allowed you to dream, and I have allowed you to read, but the time has come to put aside silly stories and silly dreams and do your duty.
Philippa GregoryTags: history
The tears in my eyes are now running down my cheeks at the thought that I have been his wife and his bedfellow, his companion and his duchess, and even now, though he is near to death, still he does not love me. He has never loved me. He never will love me.
Philippa GregoryTags: love women history death marriage importance objectification personhood unimportant objectification-of-women
I cannot know what the future will bring us," he says in a rapid undertone. "I cannot know where you will be given in marriage, nor what life might hold for me. But I can't let you go without telling you--without telling you at least once--that I love you."
I snatch a breath at the words. "Woodville--"
"I can offer you nothing; I am next to nothing, and you are the greatest lady in France. But I wanted you to know, I love you and I want you, and I have done since the day I first saw you."
"I should--"
"I have to tell you, you have to know. I have loved you honorably as a knight should do his lady, and I have loved you passionately as a man might a woman; and now, before I leave you, I want to tell you that I love you, I love you--" He breaks off and looks at me desperately. "I had to tell you," he repeats.
Tags: love jacquetta-woodville richard-woodville
Like almost all girls I don't know the date of my birth: my parents did not trouble to record the day and the time. I only know the year and the season, and I only know the season because my mother had a great desire for asparagus when she was carrying me and swears that she ate it too green and her bellyache brought on my birth.
Philippa GregoryHe is fragile, like a prince of ice, of glass.
Philippa GregoryTags: royalty fragility cousins-war
Personally, I don't think that having a water goddess for an ancestress is a guarantee of freedom against seasickness, nor come to that, shipwreck.
Philippa GregoryTags: humor seasickness
Sometimes you cannot help what you hear, you cannot help what you see.
Philippa GregoryTags: life experiences margery-jourdemayne
I am, at this moment, what I have always been to him: an object of beauty. He has never loved me as a woman.
Philippa GregoryTags: love women beauty history objectification objectification-of-women
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