A woman could be as beautiful as she felt herself to be.

How much time do I get in exchange for that rose?”For the rose, a short engagement. For the speech, you get a lifetime.”I can live with that,” he said, and kissed her.

Webs of deceit were not only tangled, they were also very lonely.

No, she was just a woman. And that meant she could feel, she could need, she could give and she could receive.

Shakespeare’s Iago could be played as a soul in hell, driven, dark and desperate, willing to do anything, willing to use anyone, in order to escape from that hell.