Quotes About Royalty

Married women were required to wear a court plume consisting of three white feathers; unmarried women wore two white feathers. The feathers had to be prominent enough for the sovereign to separate wives and spinsters at a glance. Those in deep mourning were allowed to wear black feathers. Women were also expected to wear a full train, not less than ten feet six inches long.11

Until 1922, for instance, equerries were expected to pay for their own cartridges when they were shooting with the king.)

Neither Queen Anne nor her devoted and frequently drunk husband George was particularly good at socializing.

On a typical day, the King of Great Britain, France, and Ireland, Defender of the Faith, Archtreasurer and Prince-Elector of the Holy Roman Empire, didn't leave his bedroom until around noon.

As far as Queen Caroline was concerned, this was another example of Frederick's treachery, a deliberate attempt to prevent Frederick's younger brother William, her favourite, from inheriting the throne.

The master cooks were entitled to all the salmon tails and the heads of porpoises, pigs, lambs, and kids, and shared (with the sergeant of the acatery) the skins and tallow from all the oxen presented to the king and queen.

Authorised royal biographers are so straitjacketed, deferential, fawning, and unadventurous that they can only be after a knighthood. Or they're completely scurrilous and insolent, like Andrew Morton or Paul Burrell.

It was pretty insane to play the Grammy Awards and looking out in the audience and seeing rock royalty - Bono and Paul McCartney. It was crazy.

Royalty mostly seem like members of some anachronistic faith, like the Amish, peculiar in gilded buggies.

All we have to do is to peel the shrines like an onion, and we will be with the king himself.

The situation is as follows: my husband is a second son. That means he doesn't get the income to be a member of the Royal Family, carrying out royal duties. He, we, do as much, if not more, than some of the cousins, but he doesn't get a penny for expenses or income for doing that.

Property and royalty have been crumbling ever since the beginning of the world. As man seeks justice in equality, so society seeks order in anarchy.

For kings indeed we have, who wear the marks and assume the titles of royalty, but as for the qualities of their minds, they have nothing by which they are to be distinguished from their subjects.

When the question arose whether I, as a member of the royal family, should take part in active combat in the Falklands, there was no question in her mind, and it only took her two days to sort the issue.

What do you gargle with? Pebbles? (to singer Tom Jones after a 1969 Royal Variety performance)

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Built up by the middle classes to hold their own against royalty, sanctioning, and, at the same time strengthening, their sway over the workers, parliamentary rule is pre-eminently a middle-class rule. The upholders of this system have never seriously maintained that a parliament or a municipal council represent a nation or a city.

There's nothing secret about it. Everyone knows that I am waiting for my real parents, the king and queen, to come restore me to my rightful throne.

Do you seriously expect me to be the first Prince of Wales in history not to have a mistress?

In her darkest hours, Diana, Princess of Wales, could have used a friend like Empress Elisabeth of Austria. The two lived similar lives, a century apart.

The moment seemed right to me for a full and, if possible, authoritative portrait of the life and character of the Prince of Wales.

On one night of my debut the Prince of Wales, the Princess, and the duchess of London came to see me. They loved me for what I was and what I gave them.

I found myself at dusk in the bewitching Roman city of Jerash with H.M. Queen Rania of Jordan one year, and scrambling with hardened paparazzi to get an image of the Princess of Wales in a tiny Nepalese clinic in the foothills of the Himalayas another.

I was involved with the landmines before the Princess of Wales, and nobody gave a damn about people losing their limbs. It only became a success when she came along.