'T is so much to be a king, that he only is so by being so. The strange lustre that surrounds him conceals and shrouds him from us; our sight is there broken and dissipated, being stopped and filled by the prevailing light.
Book III, ch. 7. Of the Inconveniences of Greatness - Essais (1595) - Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)