Men Fight Wars. Women Win Them.

A Strength To Harm Is Perilous In The Hand Of An Ambitious Head.

My Loving People, We Have Been Persuaded By Some That Are Careful Of Our Safety, To Take Heed How We Commit Ourself To Armed Multitudes For Fear Of Treachery; But I Assure You, I Do Not Desire To Live To Distrust My Faithful And Loving People. I Know I Have The Body But Of A Weak And Feeble Woman, But I Have The Heart And Stomach Of A King, And Of A King Of England Too, And Think Foul Scorn That Parma Or Spain, Or Any Prince Of Europe Should Dare To Invade The Borders Of My Realm.

Be Of Good Cheer, For You Will Never Want, For The Bullet Was Meant For Me, Though It Hit You.

There Is Nothing In The World I Hold In Greater Horror Than To See A Body Moving Against Its Head: And I Shall Be Very Careful Notto Ally Myself With Such A Monster.

I Have Seen Many A Man Turn His Gold Into Smoke, But You Are The First Who Has Turned Smoke Into Gold.