Oh beautiful for spacious skies, but now those skies are threatening. They’re beating plowshares into swords for this tired old man we elected king.

I am a philosopher, not a king. But the truth is generally seen and rarely heard.

Kings should disdain to die, and only disappear

Felix Mersey might be the cream of the aristocracy, but in the boiler room Soap was undisputed king – grimy empire though it might be

King would get the ball off you without you even noticing he’s the only defender in England who doesn’t hold onto you, and he sometimes still gets the ball off my feet easily

[on her idol, Peggy Lee] I became a complete junkie for her . . . She represents an era that is leaving us, one where vocals were king.

In England a king hath little more to do than to make war and give away places; which in plain terms, is to impoverish the nation and set it together by the ears. A pretty business indeed for a man to be allowed eight hundred thousand sterling a year for, and worshipped into the bargain! Of more worth is one honest man to society and in the sight of God, than all the crowned ruffians that ever lived

But where, says some, is the King of America? I’ll tell you. Friend, he reigns above, and doth not make havoc of mankind like the Royal Brute of Britain

Let a crown be placed thereon, by which the world may know, that so far as we approve of monarchy, that in America the law is King. For as in absolute governments the King is law, so in free countries the law ought to be King; and there ought to be no other

In the country of the blind, the one-eyed man is king.

I have friends in overalls whose friendship I would not swap for the favor of the kings of the world

I’m just a young king trying to make it out the darkness.

To execute laws is a royal office; to execute orders is not to be a king.

Manchester United is still in my heart. Disappointed they didn’t win the title but they are still the kings of Premier League.

Oh, this was the great ploy of Satan in that kingdom of his: to display such blatant evil one could almost believe one’s own secret sin didn’t matter.

You see, in this world there’s two kinds of people, my friend: Those with loaded guns and those who dig. You dig.

Why be a king,when you can be a god?

We cheered the king and the queen on the balcony and then walked miles through the streets. I remember lines of unknown people linking arms and walking down Whitehall, all of us just swept along on a tide of happiness and relief.

The key is that I’m the king.

There is no king who has not had a slave among his ancestors, and no slave who has not had a king among his.

On march the banners of the King of Hell.

Not even the King himself has the right to subordinate the interests of his country to his own feelings of love or hatred towards strangers; he is, however, responsible towards God and not to me if he does so, and therefore on this point I am silent.

There was this one time in Vegas when I took four Victoria’s Secret models and did one gram off each of their bodies within, like, 45 minutes. I declared myself King of Vegas and decided to remodel my hotel room with my bare hands to resemble King Louis XIV’s bedroom at Versailles. Knocked down two entire walls, and later had four knuckle surgeries. Still wasn’t as high as Rob Ford.

The wing of the Falcon brings to the king, the wing if the crow brings him to the cemetery.

A man’s a man, But when you see a king, you see the work Of many thousand men.

In his life Christ is an example showing us how to live in his death he is a sacrifice satisfying our sins in his resurrection a conqueror in his ascension a king in his intercession a high priest.

Foo-foo the First, King of the Mooncalves!

They say that patriotism is the last refuge to which a scoundrel clings steal a little and they throw you in jail. Steal a lot and then they make you king.

Look to Africa, for there a king will be crowned.

Springsteen is the king, don’t you think? I was like, hell yeah, that guy can sing.

I am the king of the world!

Dr. Martin Luther King is not a black hero. He is an American hero.

Nature shows us only the tail of the lion. But there is no doubt in my mind that the lion belongs with it even if he cannot reveal himself to the eye all at once because of his huge dimension.

In my city, they love me like a king, I ain’t never gon’ stop, all this love I receive.