Where might is mixed with wit, there is too good an accord in a government.

[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.

Be of good cheer, for you will never want, for the bullet was meant for me, though it hit you.

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

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

If thy heart fails thee, climb not at all.

Do not tell secrets to those whose faith and silence you have not already tested.