Sometimes You Cannot Help What You Hear,

Stars In The Night,' He Said. 'something Something Something Something, Some Delight

I Shall Be Dark And French And Fashionable And Difficult. And You Shall Be Sweet And Open And English And Fair. What A Pair We Shall Be! What Man Can Resist Us?

She Looked At Me As If For A Moment She Would Seek Someone Who Would Understand The Dreadful Predicament Of A Woman, In This World Ruled By Men.

I Am In The Interesting Position Of Being Sometimes Skimmed By The Critics And Called Literature And Sometimes Called Historical Fiction.

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