“The king has been very good to me. He promoted me from a simple maid to be a marchioness. Then he raised me to be a queen. Now he will raise me to be a martyr.”

O Lord have mercy on me, to God I commend my soul.

From a private gentlewoman you have made me first a marchioness, then a queen; and, as you can raise me no higher in the world, you are now sending me to be a saint in Heaven.

King has absolute power. And what he has given he can taken away.

Remember me when you do pray that hope doth lead from day to day.

And thus I take my leave of the world and of you all, and I heartily desire you all to pray for me.

If it ever lay in my power, I will work the Cardinal as much displeasure as he has done to me.

The executioner is, I believe, very expert; and my neck is very slender.

O Death, rock me asleep, bring me to quiet rest, let pass my weary guiltless ghost out of my careful breast.

If any person should meddle with my cause, I require them to judge the best’.

To Jesus Christ I commend my soul; Lord Jesus receive my soul.

Man’s inner strength may raise him above his outward fate.

The American people need a raise, and they need it now.

I was raised with a huge Armenian influence, always hearing stories of Armenia, celebrating Armenian holidays.

I wish to raise a Black man who will recognize that the legitimate objects of his hostility are not women, but the particulars of a structure that programs him to fear and despise women as well as his own Black self.

Do not raise your children the way your parents raised you; they were born for a different time.

God provides the wind, Man must raise the sail.

Just as a person, just in my life, the way I was raised, my grandmother made it very clear that God will make a way.

I hope that you will raise your face and move forward to make a new start in your life.