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Just because you forget the world does not mean that the world forgets you.
Elizabeth Chadwick
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Deeds may speak more compellingly than words,but I believe words have their place too. A man who has both is gifted indeed.
Elizabeth Chadwick
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Done was done and could not be changed, but the future was a different matter.
Elizabeth Chadwick
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Did he think to win them over like this? She remembered the boyish charm he had once possessed and wondered where it had gone. Perhaps like a bag of gold dust with an open top, the winds of time had swirled it away in a glittering spiral until there was nothing left but an empty pouch.
Elizabeth Chadwick
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If her own situation was a cup of poison, then she should drink from it herself and not expect Isabel to sip.
Elizabeth Chadwick
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Being a king was not about pleasing people. It was about controlling them.
Elizabeth Chadwick
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That you should choose your battles wisely. You cannot fight everything and win. Sometimes the price of losing is beyond what you can afford to pay, but that applies to winning as well.
Elizabeth Chadwick
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To have power and contentment at the same time, that is a rare thing indeed.
Elizabeth Chadwick
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Because to outwit your rivals, first you had to know their ways and how to play their games.
Elizabeth Chadwick
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Sometimes love strikes like lightning, and its power is as blinding. Other times it comes gently, creeps up on you unawares and covers you like a blanket.
Elizabeth Chadwick
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Everyone knew that; everyone was prepared until it happened to them.
Elizabeth Chadwick
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The light was muted gray in the moment before sunrise and the birdsong was a hymn to the new day and all the glorious business of living in the moment.
Elizabeth Chadwick
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There was a time when I thought I could change everything. I have learned the hard way that we only have so much strength: better to use it for fights where we stand a chance of winning.
Elizabeth Chadwick
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You always take for granted what you have until it is gone. And then you realize how much value it truly held in your life.
Elizabeth Chadwick
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Your enemies have neither the proof nor the backbone to stand against you, but say something often enough in vulnerable ears and incredulity turns to belief.
Elizabeth Chadwick
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There were some parts of himself that he would probably never find because he dared not go looking for them in the shadows where she had cast them.
Elizabeth Chadwick
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The darkest prisons were those of the mind.
Elizabeth Chadwick
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She never knew from one moment to the next how he was going to behave toward her and therefore she constantly had to adjust her balance. It was exhausting.
Elizabeth Chadwick
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She had become an expert at wearing masks, so much so that sometimes it was difficult to find her true self beneath the layers.
Elizabeth Chadwick
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In the end, it is not the stones that matter, but the people who dwell within them.
Elizabeth Chadwick
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It alters you irrevocably when you reach 30 years old and see a rip in the fabric of your dreams for every one of those years. Suddenly you're threadbare to the world.
Elizabeth Chadwick
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When the need is so great, no matter how much love you pour into a bowl, it will never be full. Or sometimes it is damaged, and the love all runs out through the hole in the bottom.
Elizabeth Chadwick
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We must all sleep alone in the tomb, my love, but in life we are joined as one flesh - as our children attest.
Elizabeth Chadwick
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The rain whispered down, soft as the touch of cobwebs, shrouding the green of the land in swathes of clinging grey. Maude had grown accustomed to the damp climate, to the clouds that constantly swept in, heavy and moist, off the Irish Sea. She had become used to hearing the soft, guttural tongue of the native Gaels in place of French and the stretched vowels of the English; to feeling as if she was living on the edge of the world, where the seasons moved, but time stood still. And always it rained.
Elizabeth Chadwick
