Bestselling author C.W. Gortner holds an MFA in Writing, with an emphasis in Renaissance Studies. Raised in Spain and half Spanish by birth, he currently lives in Northern California. His books have been translated in over 20 languages to date.
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“The world is only as small as we see it, my lady. Imagination knows no limits.”
“The truth is, not one of is innocent. We all have sins to confess.”
“Love is a treacherous emotion. You will fare better without it. We Medici always have.”
“Mis sentidos se acostumbraron a ese bosque de traiciones y engaños, poblado por depredadores bien alimentados que la rodeaban como una manada de lobos a su presa.”
“Hay momento que definen nuestra existencia, momentos que, si los reconocemos, suponen un giro definitivo en nuestra vida. Como perlas en un hilo, la acumulación de tales momentos, con el tiempo, constituyen la esencia de nuestra existencia, proporcionándonos consuelo cuando nuestro fin se acerca.”
“Algunos de nosotros dedicamos la vida entera a mantener oculto un secreto, a salvo de quienes intentan entrometerse y atesorándolo como si fuera una perla, solo para acabar descubriendo que se nos escapa cuando menos lo esperamos, revelado por un destello de miedo en los ojos cuando nos pillan desprevenidos, por un dolor repentino, rabia u odio, o por una vergüenza que lo consume todo.”
“Todo el mundo tiene algún secreto. Como hace una ostra con un grano de arena, lo enterramos a gran profundidad en nuestro interior y lo cubrimos con capas opalescentes, como si eso pudiera curar nuestra herida mortal.”
“You may come as a proud prince today young Habsburg. But you shall travel many more roads in Castile in death than you ever will in life”
“You'll fare beer without love. We Medici always do." As soon as I spoke, I regretted it. I'd remembered Papa Clement's phrase exactly, used it to the same horrid purpose. I saw her flinch, take a small step back. I wanted to console her, to somehow ease the harsh reality of what I'd said. But I could not. I would not lie to her nor pretend the task I set before her was anything other than what it was: an act of submission, which could entail the loss of her youthful dreams.”