Book: Dragon and Rose

Once I forgave and gave a warning. I will never forgive even simple disobedience again. Never again.

Henry may lose the battle, but he will never flee the field. If they told me that the battle is lost and the king is dead, then I would believe it, but Henry will not escape. He has had enough of this in the past. He would rather die.

- You are always human. Your problem is, Harry, you want to be more.

It's better to be a living king than a dead hero.

As long as I'm alive, the principle that you can run away to fight the next day is canceled. The man who escapes from the field I am on will be my killer, as if he himself had dealt me a fatal blow.

I love you so much, Elizabeth, that it doesn't matter to me whether you want me to be dead or alive. I cannot harm you. Why should I torment myself with guesses about your intentions towards me? I don't think you can prepare death for me. I don't even want to believe that you want it. That's enough for me.

This was the end of the hope to bridge the gap between the Red and White Rose. The White Rose showed thorns, and Red had to stain it with blood.

For me, a thousand well-wishers who will not raise their hand to help my enemies are less dangerous than a thousand friends who will not raise their hand to support me.

- I AM! Heinrich is not a murderer. The only difference is that the right to be a killer of babies is reserved for the truly royal family - our family. Do not try to turn his subjects against Henry.

Perhaps it is natural for some people to believe that since I have an heir, I will smear his path with blood. I probably would have done that for Arthur's sake, but blood doesn't make the road smooth, it makes it slippery.

The problems will not become less serious if they are postponed.

People can be led astray by a few wicked people who have played on their fear. Some thought that in the future I would treat them harshly and unfairly because in the past they were on the side of my enemy. It's not true. The past is the past. All Englishmen, Northerners and Southerners, from the east or from the west, are perceived in my heart equally as my subjects. So this time I demonstrated mercy and loving forgiveness. This time! But the innocent and guilty need to know that mercy is not a weakness, and what was once seen as stupidity will not be considered stupid again.

Rain cannot stop a real Englishman who was born wet, baptized wet and usually drowned if he left his country.

You're playing a very dangerous game, sir.
When I was six years old, Edward called me to the court. If my mother had taken me, I would have died. When I was fourteen, my uncle ran with me to Brittany, and we landed right in the teeth of a storm that promised to drown us. When I was eighteen, Edward offered me my current wife as bait and sent two killers for me. When I was twenty-six, Richard bribed Landois to kill me or send me here to bloodshed. I don't count the killers who tried to kill me and failed. So what did you say about the danger?