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“I could never, I knew then, lose myself "in love." Margery had accused me of coldness, and she was right, but she was also wrong: For me, for always, the paramount organ of passion was the mind. Unnatural, unbalanced, perhaps, but it was true: Without intellect, there could be no love.”

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Book:A Monstrous Regiment of Women
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A Monstrous Regiment of Women

This novel delves into the experiences of women during a time when they were often marginalized and oppressed. The story follows a group of women who rise to power and challenge the norms of their era. more

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Laurie R. King
Laurie R. King

Laurie R. King is an American author renowned for her detective novels, which often blend historical settings with literary and detective elements. Born in September 1952, King began her writing career in the 1980s. more

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