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

Affection! Affection is false.

The past cannot be cured.

A meal of bread, cheese and beer constitutes the perfect food.

I will be as good unto ye as ever a Queen was unto her people. No will in me can lack, neither do I trust shall there lack any power. And persuade yourselves that for the safety and quietness of you all I will not spare if need be to spend my blood.

There is one thing higher than Royalty: and that is religion, which causes us to leave the world, and seek God.

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