“He promised her that he would give her everything, everything she wanted, as men in love always do. And she trusted him despite herself, as women in love always do.”

“I can't sleep, I can't eat, I can't do anything but think about him. At night I dream of him, all day I wait to see him, and when I do see him my heart turns over and I think I will faint with desire.”

“I would know you anywhere for my true love. Whoever I was and whoever you were, I would know you at once for my true love.”

“I have given my word that only death will take me from you.”

“When they see us dance. When they see how you look at me. When they see how I smile at you.”

“I have seen sights and travelled in countries you cannot imagine. I have been afraid and I have been in danger, and I have never for one moment thought that I would throw myself at at a man for his...”

“Death, taxes and childbirth! There's never any convenient time for any of them.”

“A child is conceived in a womb of a woman, miraculously, in sacred moment of conception.”

“War and marriage and childbirth had passed over her without touching any deep chord within her and she was unchanged.”

“When we have to make a list of exceptions to apply a model of womanhood, it is good to ask whether that model holds much meaning.”

“the wounded child inside many males is a boy who, when he first spoke his truths, was silenced by paternal sadism, by a patriarchal world that did not want him to claim his true feelings. The wound...”

“You ride as a man, fight as a man, and you think as a man-""I think as a human being," she retorted hotly. "Men don't think any differently from women- they just make more noise about being able to.”

“Sometimes I feel like we're a knot, too tangled to be taken apart.”

“Memories of lost love they do enpain,Fleeting images of what once was never again to gain.Hold tight those memories that slip through the mind, To walk in those fields again with hera dream divi...”

“As she left the cold arena Angel had to laugh,Beaten by that of a wisp girl and her subliming cunning craft.Jove lay silent in his orbit; brooding, deep, dreamless forweep,And faithful dog Sirius r...”