There's nothing secret about it. Everyone knows that I am waiting for my real parents, the king and queen, to come restore me to my rightful throne.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
You all know the reasons which have impelled me to renounce the throne. But I want you to understand that in making up my mind I did not forget the country or the empire, which, as Prince of Wales and lately as King, I have for twenty-five years tried to serve.
A family on the throne is an interesting idea. It brings down the pride of sovereignty to the level of petty life.
You have only to see what became of my father's will immediately after his death, and the wills of so many other kings. I know it well; but nevertheless, they have wished it; they gave me no rest nor repose, no calm until it was done.
I think of myself as a young prince from a long line of royalty.
In the past, people were born royal. Nowadays, royalty comes from what you do.
My role as king will be much like my mum's as queen, so long as I remain in tune with the people.
When I get married, it'll be no secret.
I'm an exile. My father had the courage to leave with his wife, his mother and three children under twelve. It took more courage to leave, to sacrifice everything for freedom, than to stay.
I pretend I'm one of the royal family when I'm in a hotel and that the hotel belongs to me - it is a palace.
Your secret is your prisoner; once you reveal it, you become its slave.