I am your anointed Queen. I will never be by violence constrained to do anything. I thank God I am endued with such qualities that if I were turned out of the Realm in my petticoat I were able to live in any place in Christendom. – Elizabeth I
No child but must remember laying his head in the grass, staring into the infinitesimal forest and seeing it grow populous with fairy armies. – Robert Louis Stevenson, Essays in The Art of Writing
