I pluck up the good lissome herbs of sentences by pruning, eat them by reading, digest them by musing, and lay them up at length in the high seat of memory.

I do not want a husband who honors me as a queen if he does not love me as a woman.

If thy heart fails thee, climb not at all.

Fear not, we are of the nature of the lion, and cannot descend to the destruction of mice and such small beasts.

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

[I]n the end this shall be for me sufficient, that a marble stone shall declare that a Queen, having reigned such a time, lived and died a virgin.

Young heads take example of the ancient