My mortal foe can no ways wish me a greater harm than England's hate; neither should death be less welcome unto me than such a mishap betide me.

It is a natural virtue incident to our sex to be pitiful of those that are afflicted.

I regret the unhappiness of princes who are slaves to forms and fettered by caution.

I grieve and dare not show my discontent, I love and yet am forced to seem to hate, I do, yet dare not say I ever meant, I seem stark mute but inwardly do prate. I am and not, I freeze and yet am burned, Since from myself another self I turned. My care is like my shadow in the sun, Follows me flying, flies when I pursue it, Stands and lies by me, doth what I have done.

If I should say the sweetest speech with the eloquentest tongue that ever was in man, I were not able to express that restless care which I have ever bent to govern for the greatest wealth.

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

A clear and innocent conscience fears nothing.