Best 142 quotes in «royalty quotes» category

A queen, devoid of beauty is not queen; She needs the royalty of beauty's mien.

God gives not kings the stile of Gods in vaine, For on his throne his sceptre do they sway; And as their subjects ought them to obey, So kings should feare and serve their God againe.

A monarch, when good, is entitled to the consideration which we accord to a pirate who keeps Sunday School between crimes; when bad, he is entitled to none at all.

A monarchy is the most expensive of all forms of government, the regal state requiring a costly parade, and he who depends on his own power to rule, must strengthen that power by bribing the active and enterprising whom he cannot intimidate.

I'd like to be queen of people's hearts.

For monarchs seldom sigh in vain.

How much on outward show does all depend, If virtues from within no lustre lend! Strip off th'externals M and Y, the rest Proves Majesty itself is but a Jest.

In an old time there was a king as wise as a dictionary.

I thank God I am endued with such qualities that if I were turned out of the Realm in my petticoat I were able to live in any place in Christendom.

If you're a Kennedy and you go to Italy or you go to Argentina, you're treated as royalty. And in the United States, we're endlessly fascinated by the family.

My mother told me I was blessed, and I have always taken her word for it. Being born of - or reincarnated from - royalty is nothing Like being blessed. Royalty is inherited from another human being; blessedness comes from God.

I swear again, I would not be a queen For all the world.

I learned that not only am I a descendant of slaves, but that I am also a descendant of royalty, that there are politicians from the 1800s as well as Tuskegee Airmen in my lineage.

Purim is the birthday of the first Schutz-Jude , the first Jewish toady to foreign royalty.

People are too apt to treat God as if he were a minor royalty.

[On Princess Anne:] Such an active, outdoorsy lass. She loves nature in spite of what it did to her.

Royalties are not how most writers or musicians make their living. Musicians by and large make a living with a relationship with an audience that is economically harnessed through performance and ticket sales.

Royalty consists not in vain pomp, but in great virtues

Royalty is either going to do very well with cloning, or it's going to disappear completely.

Royalty is the gold filling in a mouthful of decay

Royalty is completely different than celebrity. Royalty has a magic all its own.

The Thriller album is still the biggest album of all time. That is still returning huge royalty cheques.

The gates of monarchs Are arched so high that giants may jet through And keep their impious turbans on without Good morrow to the sun.

To be good and disagreeable is high treason against the royalty of virtue.

Titles are abolished; and the American Republic swarms with men claiming and bearing them.

The honor we receive from those that fear us, is not honor; those respects are paid to royalty and not to me.

We think we have solved the mystery of creation. Maybe we should patent the universe and charge everyone royalties for their existence.

You might be a redneck if Exxon and Conoco have offered you royalties for your hair.

Vulgarity in a king flatters the majority of the nation.

We treat our people like royalty. If you honor and serve the people who work for you, they will honor and serve you.

All the queens of my acquaintance have children, some three, some seven, and some as many as twelve; and my queen has not one. I feel ill-used." So he made up his mind to be cross with his wife about it. But she bore it all like a good patient queen as she was.

...alone is such a nebulous state when one is queen.

A collection of chairs seems to show someone that is used to resting while others get the work done. I have no use for finely crafted furniture.

As a genealogist, I have seen the Big Picture as very few have. Most people now living have no clue who they are or where they come from. We are all descended from the ancient kings of our various cultures. There is nothing unique about it. And let's be honest, most of those kings were pretty ruthless individuals. What's important for us today is that we wake up to the fact that we are all literally cousins. How would our world change if we honored that relationship and started treating one another as family?

At the negotiations in Irvine, it became clear to me that there was no side I could stand on. The English despise me and my countrymen don’t trust me. Wallace and the others are rebelling in the name of Balliol. I cannot fight with them. It would be as much a betrayal of my oath as when I was fighting for England. I know what I must do. What I should have done months ago.’ Robert felt embarrassed, about to say the words. Inside, his father’s voice berated him, but he silenced it. ‘I want you to weave my destiny,’ he finished. ‘As you did for my grandfather.’ When she spoke, her voice was low. ‘And what is your destiny?’ He met her eyes now, all hesitation and embarrassment gone. ‘To be King of Scotland.’ A smile appeared at the corners of her mouth. It wasn’t a soft smile. It was hard and dangerous. ‘I will need something of yours,’ she said, rising.

As it comes down, carefully situate the sun on yourself like a paper crown, so the light of the universe never sets on your dreams.

Be calm...calm as a calm lagoon, then you will look beautiful as a beautiful calm lagoon crowned by the Moon and sheltered by the brilliance of the stars reclaiming your royalty of regal life...

Appartenir à une patrie, c'est aussi s'engager pour le siècle où l'on y vit (source: émission sur la Russie sur Arte le 28/02/2012). Nos démocraties ne valent que par les hommes qui les servent. Elles ne sont donc jamais parfaites mais elles reposent sur un socle inamovible. Le passé renforce le présent et les pas hésitants qui conduisent à ce présent trouvent le chemin de l'avenir. TELL ME WHO YOUR FRIENDS ARE AND I WILL TELL YOU WHO YOU ARE

Aurora looked into the mirror and smiled. She was pretty. She was a royal princess. There was about to be a ball. These were things she could, once in a while, allow herself to be happy about.

Dear, dear, it only shows that there is nothing diviner about a king than there is about a tramp, after all. He is just a cheap and hollow artificiality when you don't know he is a king. But reveal his quality, and dear me it takes your very breath away to look at him. I reckon we are all fools. Born so, no doubt.

Det är min erfarenhet att kvinnor endast spelar stränga i kärlek och att deras bannor när en man närgånget uppvaktar dem egentligen inte är så allvarligt menade, utan tvärtom ofta ett rop efter mer. Kvinnorna vill ha äran av att låtsas motstånd och en man som vid första motgång låter sig nedslås är intet annat än en mes," orerade hertigen.

Court life for a queen of France at that time was, however, stultifyingly routine. Eleanor found that she was expected to be no more than a decorative asset to her husband, the mother of his heirs and the arbiter of good taste and modesty.

Det finns så många idiotisk regler. Gud skapade människan till sin avbild, så predikar prästerna i kyrkorna. Varför kan då inte kvinnorna ha samma rättigheter som män? /.../ För att Jesus inte var kvinna? Men var kom HAN ifrån då? Jo, det ska jag säga er, han kom från Gud och en kvinna.

Emperor, king, general, duke,” he whispered to himself. “These are just labels. Climb up the family tree of any of them high enough and you’ll find a commoner who dared to take a chance.

Émelie du Châtelet lämnade mannen hon inte älskade. Det har ni själv berättat." "Ja, och det var ett misstag. Jag trodde ni hade mer vett. Jag berättade det som en sedelärande historia om en kvinna som gjorde sin plikt och fick skörda frukten av det. Hon födde sin mans familj tre barn och gjorde sig förtjänt av sin frihet. Vad har ni gjort? Inrett en barnkammare utan att nedkomma med ett barn. Försöker stänga er egen man ute från er sängkammare.

Every girl thinks about growing up in a palace. Few ever ponder living in a cage.

Cursed the crown that brought such grief to me

From her thighs, she gives you life And how you treat she who gives you life Shows how much you value the life given to you by the Creator. And from seed to dust There is ONE soul above all others -- That you must always show patience, respect, and trust And this woman is your mother. And when your soul departs your body And your deeds are weighed against the feather There is only one soul who can save yours And this woman is your mother. And when the heart of the universe Asks her hair and mind, Whether you were gentle and kind to her Her heart will be forced to remain silent And her hair will speak freely as a separate entity, Very much like the seaweed in the sea -- It will reveal all that it has heard and seen. This woman whose heart has seen yours, First before anybody else in the world, And whose womb had opened the door For your eyes to experience light and more -- Is your very own MOTHER. So, no matter whether your mother has been cruel, Manipulative, abusive, mentally sick, or simply childish How you treat her is the ultimate test. If she misguides you, forgive her and show her the right way With simple wisdom, gentleness, and kindness. And always remember, That the queen in the Creator's kingdom, Who sits on the throne of all existence, Is exactly the same as in yours. And her name is, THE DIVINE MOTHER.

Even when she's dethroned by hardship, she still wears the sun as a crown.

For me… it was excruciating.” He closed his eyes for a moment then focused on her. “It is so painful to truly love someone so much and not have them. For years I practiced tolerating that pain. Around the time I was sixteen I could finally stand to look at you. So, I did, all the damn time. I watched you so carefully. I captured every smile, every frown, every tear from you. I wanted you… but I couldn’t have you. Then one day we became friends and the pain came back, but I didn’t care because you were my friend, my best friend. But when you kissed me, I realized the feeling I had before was nothing compared to what I felt when we kissed. I felt alive… and guilty and betrayed, because it’s not fair. It’s not fair for me to go through that… to want to kiss you every day, every hour, every minute for the rest of my miserable life, but I want to. I’m afraid that it will get to a point where I need to. I have been in love with you since I was eight years old. I have hated the way my father has treated me, but nothing has hurt me as much as the pain of my mother’s death except seeing you and my brother in bliss. What I want is for you to stay in this room with me. I want to feel how you feel, taste how you taste, and completely fall in you because I’m just… tired of always wanting what I can’t have. I want to make you smile, make you happy… I want to be inside you… I want to give you pleasure in every way… mind, body, and soul… I am completely, madly… and utterly in love with you… and it hurts… because I can’t have you. And it hurts because if there is a chance that I can then it is possible that it will turn out to be my tragedy and misfortune. And all I can say to that … I accept my tragedy… but I don’t wish it.