Who Seeketh Two Strings To One Bow,

Though God Hath Raised Me High, Yet This I Count The Glory Of My Crown: That I Have Reigned With Your Loves.

There Is Only One Christ, Jesus, One Faith. All Else Is A Dispute Over Trifles.

I Regret The Unhappiness Of Princes Who Are Slaves To Forms And Fettered By Caution.

[to Parliament, When It Urged Her To Marry And Settle The Succession:] You Attend To Your Own Duties And I'll Perform Mine.

The Stone Often Recoils On The Head Of The Thrower.