“Who are you to me?”And with no doubt, my lips parted and I moaned, “Your queen.”

“My trust in you was like the small child’s; who, when thrown in the air, expects to be caught, but you dropped me down, and not a moan escaped my lips.”

“The question that is upon my lips (please forgive me) is the doubt in your heart”

“She was so going to get it later. "Macy, queen of my universe, I beseechingly request you place your sweetest lips upon my manhood and make it your lollipop.”

“Yes, Your Grace," I correct her. "I am My Lady, the King's Mother, now, and you shall curtsey to me, as low as to a queen of royal blood. This was my destiny: to put my son on the throne of England, and those who laughed at my visions and doubted my vocation will call me My Lady, the King's Mother, and I shall sign myself Margaret Regina: Margaret R.”

“Touch my tears with your lips. Touch my world with your fingertips. And we can have forever. And we can love forever.- "Who Wants to Live Forever" by Queen”