Art is a protest against death.
None get to God but through trouble.
I choose what I believe, and say nothing. For I am not as simple as I may seem.
Lastly, do I vow, that mine eyes desire you above all things.
My tribulations are so great, my life so disturbed by the plans daily invented to further the King's wicked intention, the surprises which the King gives me, with certain persons of his council, are so mortal, and my treatment is what God knows, that it is enough to shorten ten lives, much more mine.
Keep your heart with a chaste mind
Neither one of us could be sure we'd get our money back on this investment, but we just wanted to have company of our own for once because we were best friends.
It's great to know you've earned your place and to know that you are right for the role because my biggest fear is being offered something and showing up on set and doing one day and everyone going, "Oh geez, oh no, this isn't, she isn't. . " and feeling that way myself.
For instance, we're always fighting amongst each other. Who gives us the arms? And then we become indebted to wherever we are buying them from - with what? The very resources we need to keep there.
When I cannot sing my heart, I can only speak my mind.