It Is Hard To Find Beauty In

When We Hang On To Resentments, We Poison Ourselves. As Compulsive Overeaters, We Cannot Afford Resentment, Since It Exacerbates Our Disease.

Although I May Not Be A Lioness, I Am A Lion's Cub, And Inherit Many Of His Qualities; And As Long As The King Of France Treats Me Gently He Will Find Me As Gentle And Tractable As He Can Desire; But If He Be Rough, I Shall Take The Trouble To Be Just As Troublesome And Offensive To Him As I Can.

And Therefore I Am Come Amongst You At This Time, Not As For My Recreation Or Sport, But Being Resolved, In The Midst And Heat Of The Battle, To Live Or Die Amongst You All; To Lay Down, For My God, And For My Kingdom, And For My People, My Honour And My Blood, Even The Dust. I Know I Have But The Body Of A Weak And Feeble Woman; But I Have The Heart Of A King, And Of A King Of England, Too.

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.

There Will Never Queen Sit In My Seat With More Zeal To My Country, Care To My Subjects And That Will Sooner With Willingness Venture Her Life For Your Good And Safety Than Myself. For It Is My Desire To Live Nor Reign No Longer Than My Life And Reign Shall Be For Your Good. And Though You Have Had, And May Have, Many Princes More Mighty And Wise Sitting In This Seat, Yet You Never Had Nor Shall Have, Any That Will Be More Careful And Loving.