Philippa Gregory
Philippa Gregory
Philippa Gregoryis an English historical novelist who has been writing since 1987. The best known of her works is The Other Boleyn Girl, which in 2002 won the Romantic Novel of the Year Award from the Romantic Novelists' Association and has been adapted into two separate films...
NationalityBritish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth9 January 1954
book reading writing
I love reading and I love thinking - the reason that I love my books so much is that in order to write them I have to read and to think for years at a time about the same period of time.
father love-you thinking
And – I think you know, don’t you? – that I love you, Anne.’ I feel as if I have been living in a loveless world for too long. The last tender face I saw was my father’s when he sailed for England. ‘You do? Truly?’ ‘I do.’ He rises to his feet and pulls me up to stand beside him. My chin comes to his shoulder, we are both dainty, long-limbed, coltish: well-matched. I turn my face into his jacket. ‘Will you marry me?’ he whispers. ‘Yes,’ I say.
men thinking air
For he loved her and he understood that a woman cannot always live as a man. He understood that she cannot always think as he thought, walk as he walked, breathe the air that he took in. She would always be a different being from him, listening to a different music, hearing a different sound, familiar with a different element.
summer
One never gets the same summer twice.
son devil plot
To save my son, I would plot with the devil himself.
dream teaching people
I would be very, very uncomfortable at teaching, at dreaming to teach, people things.
helping sometimes
Sometimes you cannot help what you hear, you cannot help what you see.
baby indifferent kate
I'm utterly indifferent to Kate Middleton's baby.
interesting historical fiction
I am in the interesting position of being sometimes skimmed by the critics and called literature and sometimes called historical fiction.
teach knows
... all that that I learn just teaches me that I know nothing.
children love-you kissing
I want to take you for pleasure, and hold you in my arms for desire. I want you to know that it is your kiss that I want, not another heir to the throne. You can know that I love you, quite for yourself, when I come to your bed, and not as the York’s broodmare.” I tilt back my head and look at him under my eyelashes. “You think to bed me for love and not for children? Isn’t that sin?” His arm comes around my waist and his palm cups my breast. “I shall make sure that it feels richly sinful,” - Edward IV to Elizabeth Woodville -
mother daughter betrayed
She was like a mother to me...and I betrayed as a daughter will betray her mother and yet, never stop loving her.
queens might england
We might, either of us, be Queen of England and yet we'll always be nothing to our family.
men tricks
Anyone can attract a man. The trick is to keep him.