Quotes About King

The king smiled at Anne. She dropped him a curtsy straight down, like a bucket in a well, head up, and a small challenging smile on her lips. The king was not taken, he liked easy women, he liked smiling women. He did not like women who fixed him with a dark challenging gaze.

And he'll be remembered as a wife killer, Will predicted. And everything else about him that was so brave and loyal and true will be forgot. They will forget that he brought peace and prosperity to the country, that he made an England that we all could love. All they will remember of him will be that he had six wives and beheaded two of them.

Every day I dance attendance on one sister or the other and play pander to the king. Every day I deny my own desire, my own passion, I deny my own soul! I make my life a secret to myself. Now you come.

This is the man they call a great king, the greatest king that we have ever had in England. Does it not teach us that we should have no king? That a people should be free? That a tyrant is still a tyrant even when he has a handsome face under a crown?

He's a young man who has lived under the shadow of the sword from the moment when he fled England as a boy of fourteen to the day when he rode home to fight for his claim. Nobody knows better than he that any claimant to the throne has to be killed at once. A king cannot let a pretender live. No king can allow a pretender to live.

I have to retain the illusion of things happening, I have to make Henry feel more and more intensely loved, I have to give him the belief that things are getting better and better because he is a king and all his life everyone has told him that he shall have the very best. He has been promised cream and gold and honey, I cannot give him 'wait.' How am I to keep going? How am I to do it?

All the people speak of a hero like a ghost or a sleeping saint, or a pretender. It would almost make you believe that there is an heir of York hidden out in the hills, a king waiting for the call to battle, sleeping like the true Arthur of England, ready to rise. People love to dream, so how should anyone contradict them?

There will be a child, but no child. There will be a king but no king. There will be a virgin queen all-forgotten. There will be a queen but no virgin. [And Lord Robert Dudley? he whispered.] He will have the making of a prince who will change the history of the world, I whispered in reply. And he will die, beloved by a queen, safe in his bed.

For a moment I did not even see the king, I saw only the two of us, bound to be each other's grief

The thought of a king who can determine not only what life his people lead but even the nature of the God they worship makes me shiver.

We've still got our costume to be working on, because if we don't win that contest, Wally's going to be king and you're going to be his loyal subject. And if that's not enough to make you throw up, I don't know what is.

Vous êtes cil que je quérais Vrai roi de France parmi tous... Dieu vous a eu en souvenance.

For this were given to her people for the service of her person, and others to take her there. For the ward and conducting of her, I was ordered by the King, our lord.*

Desperation glares in all Men, but it burns as a beacon when it takes a King for tinder. A

Life is rarely easy, but, with Christ our King, it is always good.

In Greek mythology, Gordius was a peasant who became king of Phrygia. He tied an extremely complicated knot—the famous Gordian knot—that no one could untie. When Alexander learned that

In days of old, a good king might reward one of his subjects for courage and service to the crown by having a trusted knight deliver a guerdon, a bag of gold coins.

God was not some white-robed cloud king prone to sentimental meddling in human affairs. He was the iron that formed its core, and the fire in the belly of the blast furnaces that ran for a hundred years. God was the law of iron and the law of fire. God was nature and nature was God. There could not be one without the other.

A certain Roland le Fartère was given a small manor in Suffolk by the king on condition that every Christmas he gave a jump, a whistle and a fart before Henry and his courtiers. (Unum saltum et siffletum et unum bumbulum.)

Your aunt's a handsome woman, Fraser, but she could freeze the ballocks off the King o' Japan, and she wanted to.

detrás de otras, retrocediendo hasta el fondo de la habitación. —El rey quiere reservarse las joyas y el dinero que le queda —explicó el consejero, sorbiendo la nariz—.

In a deserted village the jackass is king.

Health is the greatest of all possessions, and it is a maxim with me that a hale cobbler is a better man than a sick king.

Joy to the world! the Lord is come;Let earth receive her King.Let ev'ry heart prepare Him room,And heav'n and nature sing.