Princes Have Big Ears Which

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

My Seat Has Been The Seat Of Kings, And I Will Have No Rascal To Succeed Me.

[on Thomas Seymour's Death:] This Day Died A Man Of Much Wit And Very Little Judgment.

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

Where Minds Differ And Opinions Swerve There Is Scant A Friend In That Company.