Richard III (Duke of Gloucester): Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind;
The thief doth fear each bush an officer.
Queen Elizabeth: For trust not him that hath once broken faith.
Charles: On what submissive message art thou sent?
Lucy: Submission, Dauphin! 'tis a mere French word;
We English warriors wot not what it means.
Suffolk: Say, gentle princess, would you not suppose your bondage happy, to be made a queen?
Margaret: To be a queen in bondage is more vile than is a slave in base servility; for princes should be free.
York: The sands are number'd that make up my life;
Here must I stay, and here my life must end.
Bedford: Hung be the heavens with black, yield day to night!
King Henry: My crown is in my heart, not on my head;
Not decked with diamonds and Indian stones,
Nor to be seen: my crown is called content:
A crown it is that seldom kings enjoy.
King Henry: Forbear to judge, for we are sinners all.
Talbot: My thoughts are whirled like a potter's wheel; I know not where I am, nor what I do.
King Edward IV: We are advertis'd by our loving friends
That they do hold their course toward Tewksbury.