But it is better to think that at last we have come together with nothing to part us save that I am a prisoner in the hands of my vindictive, jealous cousin.

I thank God that my kingdom of Scotland has been taken from me.

I ever hated the Scots.
They are an ignorant, unkempt, wry-necked, stubborn, filthy race.

But, above all, my crown stood between you and me.

I may now be a woman, and were it not for Elizabeth, you and I could yet find solace in each other for all our past sufferings.