“I'm not Joan of Arc or anything. Why would they fight for me?""you'll give them hope.”
“Now I know how Joan of Arc felt.”
“Joan of Arc had style. Jesus had style.”
“For each Joan of Arc there is a Hitler perched at the other end of the teeter-totter.”
“Nothing surprises me now," I tell him. I am stoic. I am Joan of Arc, with liver damage and an unused penis.”
“Orleans . . . the place where Joan of Arc, while depending on God, had defeated the British in a great battle for freedom.Joan and I had a lot in common. But there would be no burning at the stake for me.Robert would not allow it.”