A fool too late bewares when all the peril is past.

I have seen many a man turn his gold into smoke, but you are the first who has turned smoke into gold.

God forgive you, but I never can.

I thank God I am endued with such qualities that if I were turned out of the Realm in my petticoat I were able to live in any place in Christendom.

He who placed me in this seat will keep me here.

I do not so much rejoice that God hath made me to be a Queen, as to be a Queen over so thankful a people.

[On Thomas Seymour's death:] This day died a man of much wit and very little judgment.