I don't know how to defend myself: surprised innocence cannot imagine being under suspicion.

It is an imprudence common to kings to listen to too much advice and to err in their choice.

My reason, it's true, controls my feelings, but whatever its authority, it doesn't rule them so much as tyrannize them.

I can be forced to live without happiness, but I will never consent to live without honor.

I don't know how to defend myself: surprised innocence cannot imagine being under suspicion.

It is the gift of heaven and not of reason.

The king, just and prudent, wants only those things which he can get.