I fear the prayers of John Knox more than all the assembled armies of Europe
No one provokes me with impunity.
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.
In my end is my beginning
No more tears now; I will think about revenge.
I fear John Knox's prayers more than an army of ten thousand men.