Monarchs ought to put to death the authors and instigators of war, as their sworn enemies and as dangers to their states.
One man with a head on his shoulders is worth a dozen without.
I do not choose that my grave should be dug while I am still alive.
I would rather go to any extreme than suffer anything that is unworthy of my reputation, or of that of my crown.
Madame d'Estampes and Madame de Valentinois make me fear that I should be only honoured by my husband as a queen and not loved by him as a woman.
Mortua—sed non sepulta! Mortua—sed non sepulta! [Dead—but not buried! Dead—but not buried!]
Be of good cheer, for you will never want, for the bullet was meant for me, though it hit you.
Though the sex to which I belong is considered weak ... you will nevertheless find me a rock that bends to no wind.
Those who appear the most sanctified are the worst.
I do not want a husband who honours me as a queen, if he does not love me as a woman.