He had taken George, my beloved George, from me. And he had taken my other self: Anne.
The Other Boleyn GirlI was born to be your rival,' she [Anne] said simply. 'And you mine. We're sisters, aren't we?
The Other Boleyn GirlWhen they see us dance. When they see how you look at me. When they see how I smile at you.
The Other Boleyn Girl