Book: Mary Stuart. Page 1

... hatred, able to be silent, a hundred times more dangerous than the most violent speech...

... passion only from time to time to keep in check: even in the Queen the woman in the end makes the sacred their right to love and be loved.

He is a bad diplomat, who is not able in a difficult moment to lie without blushing.

Where the ineradicable distrust lives in the soul, always find a reason to fan the latent fire in all-devouring flame.

... politics and the mind rarely follow one way: may be that such missed opportunities and is determined by the dramatic development of the story.

Ignorance is the great advantage of being raised.

... policy at all times was the science of paradoxes. She was a stranger to simple, sensible and natural solution to create difficulties - her passion, to sow enmity - her calling.

In politics, as in life, half measures and influence cause more harm than robust and decisive action.

In every life there are mistakes that are never corrected.

The man who sakabula politics, more not owned and subject to different laws than the laws of sacred heart.

Only passion can break the cover with a woman's soul, through love and suffering grows the woman in full growth.

But to enjoy success with women, and do not need to be handsome: already tart breath of courage emanating from such strong natures, some frantic willful, reckless brutality, the atmosphere of war and victory intoxicate their senses. Nothing wakes a passion in a woman like the thrill of fear and awe - a light sweet sense of horror and danger only enhances pleasure, gives it an indescribable edge.

Passion, like a disease, you cannot judge, you cannot justify; it can only describe her with new astonishment, and an involuntary shiver before the eternal power of the elements, which as in nature and in man suddenly breaks out by flashes of the storm. Passion for such higher stresses beyond those whom it affects: all his manifestations and consequences of it beyond his conscious life and how to be raging over his head, escaping from the sense of responsibility. Be approached with the yardstick of morality to a man possessed by a passion as ridiculous as if we try to bring to justice the volcano or to impose a penalty on the storm.

The meaning and purpose of all subsequent love that it is powered and enhanced by his predecessors. Everything that people predicted only in love, becomes a reality in this passion.