It is not I that smite, stab, and slay, but God and my prince, for my hand and my body are now their servants.

Over against the devil and his missionaries, the authors of false doctrines and sects, we ought to be like the Apostle, impatient, and rigorously condemnatory, as parents are with the dog that bites their little one, but the weeping child itself they soothe.

It is God who creates, effects, and preserves all things through his almighty.

Nothing is easier than sinning.

I have such hatred of divorce that I prefer bigamy to divorce. Anyway, I think we should see other people.

If we wish to wash our hands of the Jews blasphemy and not share in their guilt, we have to part company with them. They must be driven from our country.

Music must be supported by the king and the princes, for the maintenance of the arts is their duty no less than the maintenance of the laws.