1
If only they would all just leave me alone with my books and my letters, I would be content to let life, and the world pass me byAlison Weir
2
His handsome face is suffused with rage. He stands before me shaking, then to my disgust, bursts into noisy tears; "I shall tell my mother of you! " he sobs and crashes out of the chamberAlison Weir
3
I prefer to be left alone with my books.Alison Weir