I say to you, as my father said to me: 'You must submit; you are a prince, and I am your king!' I have long since acknowledged that my father was right in his conduct to me.
I was not only a disobedient son, but a rebellious subject.

I richly deserved to mount the scaffold with Katte." "Ah, my brother, there was a time when you wept for this faithful and unfortunate friend," cried the prince, reproachfully.
"The sons of kings have not the right to choose their own path, destiny has marked it out for them; they must follow it without wavering.

I neither placed the crown upon my head, nor the yoke upon your neck.

We must bear them patiently, as God and Providence have ordained, and wear them with grace and dignity.

You, my brother, have acted like a wild horse of the desert--I have drawn the reins tight, that is all!" "You have caught, bound, and tamed me," said the prince, with a faint smile; "only I feel that the bit still pains, and that my limbs still tremble.