Never have I had such assistants to disrobe me, and never have I put off my clothes before such a company
No one provokes me with impunity.
In my end is my beginning
If I could be anything in the world I would want to be a teardrop because I would be born in your eyes, live on your cheeks, and die on your lips.
I fear the prayers of John Knox more than all the assembled armies of Europe
No more tears now; I will think about revenge.