Successful women don’t sleep until noon.
I will never stop writing. People often ask when I will retire, but I say it’s none of their business. Writing defines who I am. I love the feeling of holding a finished book in my hands, and then I can’t wait to start the great adventure of writing the next one.
If anyone asks me whether I like being a popular writer, I ask them whether they think I’d rather be an unpopular writer.
Always present yourself as a woman who expects to succeed.
I am a huge admirer of Elizabeth I, and this intriguing biography gives a wonderful picture of the era.
I work eight hours a day, but I’m not writing all that time. I’m thinking, editing, looking something up. Thinking is what I do a lot of.
She put her hand in his, and he clasped it firmly, knowing he had been waiting for her all his life.
At the age of fifty-six Eleanor Stoddard was still a beautiful woman. She owned three hotels in France and another two in England. From nothing at all, she had built an empire. Eleanor had it all. Her one weakness was the young man sleeping beside her.
Bookstores see a book by a woman and they put it in the romance section.
Edwina always enjoyed a morning ride. Some mornings she rode the horse, and some mornings she rode the groom.
A person with taste is merely one who can recognize the greatest beauty in the simplest things.
Life was life. It happened. You never knew what was going to come at you. Or how you could defend yourself.
He who ascends to mountaintops, shall find The loftiest peaks most wrapt in clouds and snow; He who surpasses or subdues mankind Must look down on the hate of those below.
This parting cannot be for long; for those who love as we do cannot be parted. We shall always be united in thought, and thought is a great magnet. I have often spoken to thee of reason, now i speak to thee of faith.
Elizabeth studied the blurry tabloid photo, which showed her cousin Mary Stuart leaving a Paris disco at dawn, drunkenly clinging to the arm of a French tennis pro. The message was very clear. Put passion first and you end up neither loved nor respected.
What is done can never be undone.
Memories, James thought, thank God we have them. They help us to recall what’s long gone, and we can live again in the past with those we once loved.
You’ve got to admit it takes real genius to start out with nothing and build what she has so brilliantly built. Only.
Because people are always afraid of what they do not know, what they do not understand, the unfamiliar or the different, and that fear invariably turns to hate. Unreasoned hatred that makes no sense. In.
There are some people who hate for no reason at all. They just simply hate. They do not realize that their unjustified hatred inevitably turns inward to destroy them. Yes, it is self-destructive in the long run.