Emmuska Orczy said this quote

I have so often been asked the question: But how did you come to think of The Scarlet Pimpernel? And my answer has always been: It was God's will that I should. And to you moderns, who perhaps do not believe as I do, I will say, In the chain of my life, there were so many links, all of which tended towards bringing me to the fulfillment of my destiny.

~ Emmuska Orczy

Had he but turned back then, and looked out once more on to the rose-lit garden, she would have seen that which would have made her own sufferings seem but light and easy to bear--a strong man, overwhelmed with his own passion and despair. Pride had given way at last, obstinacy was gone: the will was powerless. He was but a man madly, blindly, passionately in love and as soon as her light footstep had died away within the house, he knelt down upon the terrace steps, and in the very madness of his love he kissed one by one the places where her small foot had trodden, and the stone balustrade, where her tiny hand had rested last.

~ Emmuska Orczy

Is it love to worship a saint in heaven, whom you dare not touch, who hovers above you like a cloud, which floats away from you even as you gaze? To love is to feel one being in the world at one with us, our equal in sin as well as in virtue. To love, for us men, is to clasp one woman with our arms, feeling that she lives and breathes just as we do, suffers as we do, thinks with us, loves with us, and, above all, sins with us. Your mock saint who stands in a niche is not a woman if she have not suffered, still less a woman if she have not sinned. Fall at the feet of your idol an you wish, but drag her down to your level after that- the only level she should ever reach, that of your heart.

~ Emmuska Orczy

She looks very virtuous and very melancholy.Virtue is like the precious odors, most fragrant when it is crushed.

~ Emmuska Orczy