If thy heart fails thee, climb not at all.

[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.

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.

Though the sex to which I belong is considered weak you will nevertheless find me a rock that bends to no wind.

A fool too late bewares when all the peril is past.

I have no desire to make windows into men's souls.

It is hard to find beauty in the art of self expression.