Men Fight Wars. Women Win Them.

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 Am More Afraid Of Making A Fault In My Latin Than Of The Kings Of Spain, France, Scotland, The Whole House Of Guise, And All Of Their Confederates.

If There Were Two Princes In Christendom Who Had Good Will And Courage, It Would Be Very Easy To Reconcile The Religious Difficulties; There Is Only One Jesus Christ And One Faith, And All The Rest Is A Dispute Over Trifles.

Grief Never Ends, But It Changes. It Is A Passage, Not A Place To Stay. Grief Is Not A Sign Of Weakness Nor A Lack Of Faith: It Is The Price Of Love.

I Have No Desire To Make Windows Into Men's Souls.