When such thoughts come to me, I feel a frenzied fury, a crushing despair, and I could, regardless of my oath and even the danger that threatens you, rush to you, and, before all the courtly rabble and the king himself, ask: 'Are you really what you seem?
Are you, Catharine Parr, King Henry's wife--nothing more, nothing else than that?
Or are you, my beloved, the woman who is mine in her every thought, her every breath; who has vowed to me eternal love and unchanging truth; and whom I, in spite of the whole world, and the king, press to my heart as my own ?'" "Unhappy man, if you ever venture that, you doom us both to death!" "Be it so, then! In death you will at least be mine, and no one would longer dare separate us, and your eyes would no longer look so cold and strangely upon me, as they often now do.

Oh, I conjure you, gaze not upon me at all, if you cannot do it otherwise than with those cold, proud looks, that benumb my heart.

Turn away your eyes, and speak to me with averted face." "Then, men will say that I hate you, Henry." "It is more agreeable to me for them to say you abhor me than for them to see that I am wholly indifferent to you; that I am to you nothing more than the Earl of Surrey, your lord chamberlain." "No, no, Henry.

They shall see that you are more to me than merely that.
Before the whole assembled court I will give you a token of my love.
Will you then believe, you dear, foolish enthusiast, that I love you, and that it is no demon that rests here in your arms and swears that she loves nothing but you?
Say, will you then believe me ?" "I will believe you! But no, there is no need of any sign, or any assurance.

Nay, I know it; I feel indeed the sweet reality that cuddles to my side, warm, and filling me with happiness; and it is only the excess of happiness that makes me incredulous." "I will convince you thoroughly; and you shall doubt no more, not even in the intoxication of happiness.