Though God hath raised me high, yet this I count the glory of my crown: That I have reigned with your loves.

To be a king and wear a crown is a thing more glorious to them that see it than it is pleasant to them that bear it.

There will never Queen sit in my seat with more zeal to my country, care to my subjects and that will sooner with willingness venture her life for your good and safety than myself. For it is my desire to live nor reign no longer than my life and reign shall be for your good. And though you have had, and may have, many princes more mighty and wise sitting in this seat, yet you never had nor shall have, any that will be more careful and loving.

O Fortune, how thy restless, wavering state has fraught with cares my troubled wit!

Must! Is must a word to be addressed to princes? Little man, little man! Thy father, if he had been alive, durst not have used that word.

I am more afraid of making a fault in my Latin than of the Kings of Spain, France, Scotland, the whole House of Guise, and all of their confederates.

I cannot find it in me to fear a man who took ten years a learning of his alphabet.