It Is No Small Thing, This, For

We Might, Either Of Us, Be Queen Of England And Yet We'll Always Be Nothing To Our Family.

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.

...your Trouble, William, Is That You Have No Ambition. You Don't See That There Is In Life Only Ever One Goal.' 'and What Is That?' More', George Said Simply. 'just More Of Anything. More Of Everything.

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.

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.