When he saw her, the water lapping on her scales, head down in the bath he had built especially for her, thinking that she would like to wash-not to revert to fish-he had that instant revulsion that some men feel when they understand, perhaps for the first time, that a woman is truly "other." She is not a boy though she is weak like a boy, nor a fool though he has seen her tremble with feeling like a fool. She is not a villain in her capacity to hold a grudge, nor a saint in her flashes of generosity. She is not any of these male qualities. She is a woman. A thing quite different to a man. What he saw was a half fish, but what frightened him to his soul was the being which was a woman.
( Philippa Gregory )
[ The White Queen ]
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