Our swords are in God's hands, And our faith is in the Lord. Charge!

I beseech you, in the bowels of Christ, think it possible you may be mistaken.

THE PEOPLE WOULD BE JUST AS NOISY IF THEY WERE GOING TO SEE ME HANGED.

Mr. Lely, I desire you would use all your skill to paint my picture truly like me, and not flatter me at all; but remark all these roughnesses, pimples, warts, and everything as you see me, otherwise I will never pay a farthing for it.

Those who stop being better stop being good.

For that which you mention concerning liberty of conscience, I meddle not with any man's conscience.

No one rises so high as he who knows not whither he is going. Not only strike while the iron is hot, but make it hot by striking. Do not trust the cheering, for those persons would shout as much if you or I were going to be hanged.