You know it.

They can excuse, they can love, his weakness; but me, they hate.' 'Such is the gratitude of peoples,' said the Baron.

'But we trifle.
Here, madam, are my plain thoughts.

The man who in the hour of danger speaks of abdication is, for me, a venomous animal.

I speak with the bluntness of gravity, madam; this is no hour for mincing.