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“That's why people loved stories so, I realized in that instant, because they found in them what was missing from their own lives, the things they knew, no matter how much or how hard they might hope and dream and scheme, they would never have.”
― The Queen's Pleasure
― The Queen's Pleasure
“Red and white, the Tudor rose that symbolized the union between the Red Rose of Lancaster and the White Rose of York, blood and snow, passion and purity, fire and ice, hell and heaven, sinner and saint, conquest and surrender, whore and virgin, the red dazzle of rubies and the nacreous lustrous shimmer of pearls, innocence born from a bloody womb, the blood is the life, the cold white marble of death—a tomb effigy; red roses for the blood of martyrs.”
― The Boleyn Bride
― The Boleyn Bride
“Grief is one illness that defies all remedies; it must ever run its course.”
― The Boleyn Bride
― The Boleyn Bride
“Why did I not remember, when I looked so deep into his eyes, that blue can be such a cold color? Why did I not notice that while I was saying so much, he was saying so little? I was a fool; I saw only the charmer and missed the snake entirely.”
― The Ripper's Wife
― The Ripper's Wife
“Life long ago taught me not to idealize Love; I leave that to the poets and ballad singers.”
― The Queen's Pleasure
― The Queen's Pleasure
“I was born beautiful, with hair black as ebony, skin white as snow, eyes bewitching and dark, lips as luscious, red, and sweet as the ripest cherries, and a deceptively icy exterior with a secret sizzle hidden inside that it always delighted me to reveal to those I chose to share the secret with.”
― The Boleyn Bride
― The Boleyn Bride
“When King Henry told her to shut her eyes and endure as her betters had donne before her”
― The Boleyn Bride
― The Boleyn Bride
“Love, like Justice, is blind, but only Love is mad and impetuous and shouldn’t ever be trusted to wield a sword; it causes only more harm, leaving hearts and lives lying broken and bleeding in Love’s debris. Do the dead and wounded, I wonder, weep for the ones left behind to pick up the pieces? Or is it a penance they are destined to pay? God alone knows the answers.”
― The Ripper's Wife
― The Ripper's Wife
“It felt so good, I did it again! Another drab in black and brown. The only thing scarlet about these women is their morals . . . and their blood”
― The Ripper's Wife
― The Ripper's Wife
“I was ashamed to be Anne's mother”
― The Boleyn Bride
― The Boleyn Bride
“I feel too much or not enough, there’s very little in between with me!” Prodded gently by Our Scarecrow, Dr. White’s voice flowed on, as pleasant as a babbling brook.”
― Ashes on the Wind: The Love Story Behind The Crime of the Century
― Ashes on the Wind: The Love Story Behind The Crime of the Century
“The whores of Whitechapel die as they live, on the knife's edge of danger.”
― The Ripper's Wife
― The Ripper's Wife
“I’ll no longer be an unknown killer, a knife plunging out of the pea soup fog and darkness, slashing at whores’ throats, sagging udders and hungry bellies, and filthy flea-crawling cunts; now I have a name. Mothers will caution their kiddies: Jack the Ripper’s going to get you if you don’t watch out; Jack the Ripper’s going to get you if you don’t come inside right now; Jack the Ripper’s going to get you if you don’t eat all your vegetables, mind your manners, and say your prayers. They’ll never forget me; they’ll forget Michael’s jolly jack-tar, but they’ll never forget me! You can take all your sea chanteys, sentimental ballads, and humble hymns, Michael, and shove them up your arse along with Fred Weatherly’s prick. This name, taken with my medicine, will make me invincible. NOTHING can stop me now! I’m Jack, Jack the Ripper, my knife is my scepter, and I reign as the Red King over this Autumn of Terror. Long live King Jack; long may he hack!”
― The Ripper's Wife
― The Ripper's Wife
“color reminded him of the wholesome and pure Mistress Jane Seymour, that bland and boring little nobody who was placid as a garden pool devoid of frogs and fish and pink and white lilies to give it life and interest, who would soon be our gracious Queen.”
― The Boleyn Bride
― The Boleyn Bride
“Life is but a cherry fair.”
― The Boleyn Bride
― The Boleyn Bride




