I Do Not Choose That My Grave

I Have No Desire To Make Windows Into Men's Souls.

I Do Not So Much Rejoice That God Hath Made Me To Be A Queen, As To Be A Queen Over So Thankful A People. Therefore I Have Cause To Wish Nothing More Than To Content The Subject And That Is A Duty Which I Owe. Neither Do I Desire To Live Longer Days Than I May See Your Prosperity And That Is My Only Desire.

God Forgive You, But I Never Can.

The Word Must Is Not To Be Used To Princes.

There Is An Italian Proverb Which Saith, From My Enemy Let Me Defend Myself; But From A Pretensed Friend Lord Deliver Me