Still loving...

I watched The Young Victoria again last night and may have fallen even more in love with it than after the first time. What true romantic's heart isn't touched by the beauty of a real life, society defying love story in a time when marriages were politcal and women were supposed to be ruled by their men? Not this romantic's, that's for sure.

Victoria: Do you ever feel like a chess piece yourself? In a game being played against your will?
Albert: Do you?
Victoria: Constantly...
Albert: Then you had better master the rules of the game until you play it better than they can.
Victoria: You don't recommend I find a husband to play it for me?
Albert: I should find one to play it with you, not for you.

Albert: I'm going back to England.
Baron Stockmar: There must be a reason if you wish to visit Her Majesty.
Albert: Then find me a reason.

Duchess of Sutherland: Look at that demure little head. And all of us wondering what's inside it.

Albert: Good morning, wife.

Sir John Conroy: How changeable they are. They hate you, they love you, they hate you.
Duchess of Kent: They punished her. They never hated her.

Victoria: Why did you do it? So stupid, why did you do it?
Albert: I had two very good reasons. First, I am replaceable and you are not.
Victoria: You are not replaceable to me!
Albert: Second, you're the only wife I've got or ever will have. You are my whole existence, and I will love you until my very last breath.