You know, we queens loathed rain at the beach, small cocks, and reality, I think. In that order.

Why do the Gods make kings and queens if not to protect the ones who can’t protect themselvse?

What separates us into engineers and robots, puppeteers and puppets, kings and pawns, is not the status we hold at any given time among others – status is irrelevant; it is the level of ever-present...

To people from ‘Brooklyn-Brooklyn’ North Brooklyn is really just South Queens.

As for my own part I care not for death, for all men are mortal; and though I be a woman yet I have as good a courage answerable to my place as ever my...

You are your own star.

(Response to King Erik XIV of Sweden’s proposal of marriage:)”[W]hile we perceive … the zeal and love of your mind towards us is not diminished, yet in part we are grieved that we cannot gratify...

And whether consciously or not, you must be in many a heart enthroned: queens you must always be: queens to your lovers; queens to your husbands and sons; queens of higher mystery to the world...

If I follow the inclination of my nature, it is this: beggar-woman and single, far rather than queen and married.

In the games of queens and kings, we leave our dreams at the door and we make do with what we have. Sometimes if we’re fortunate, we still manage to have a good life.

[I]n the end this shall be for me sufficient, that a marble stone shall declare that a Queen, having reigned such a time, lived and died a virgin.

Really?” Bitterblue whispered.Queen Bitterblue, Fire said, shall I share with you the feeling of your own strength?

[F]rom my years of understanding … I happily chose this kind of life in which I yet live [i.e., unmarried], which I assure you for my own part hath hitherto best contented myself and I...

In the privacy of my dreams, I’m a warrior.

I know I have but the body of a weak and feeble woman, but I have the heart and stomach of a king, and of a king of England too.

Everybody must be managed. Queens must be managed. Kings must be managed, for men want managing almost as much as women, and that’s saying a good deal.

Real kings and queens are people whose heads are crowned with dreams as they sit on the throne of passion. They rule with visions in the regalia of inspirations!

Pitiful and pitied by no one, why have I come to the ignominy of this detestable old age, who was ruler of two kingdoms, mother of two kings? My guts are torn from me, my...

So now you are a woman. Do you have the least idea of what that means?It means that I am now fit to be wedded and bedded (…) and to bear children for the king.