Men Fight Wars. Women Win Them.

As For My Own Part I Care Not For Death, For All Men Are Mortal; And Though I Be A Woman Yet I Have As Good A Courage Answerable To My Place As Ever My Father Had. I Am Your Anointed Queen. I Will Never Be By Violence Constrained To Do Anything. I Thank God I Am Indeed Endowed With Such Qualities That If I Were Turned Out Of The Realm In My Petticoat I Were Able To Live In Any Place In Christendom.

I Do Not Want A Husband Who Honors Me As A Queen If He Does Not Love Me As A Woman.

The Past Cannot Be Cured.

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

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.