I Would Not Give One Moment Of

The Multitude Of Books Is A Great Evil. There Is No Limit To This Fever For Writing; Every One Must Be An Author; Some Out Of Vanity, To Acquire Celebrity And Raise Up A Name, Others For The Sake Of Mere Gain.

In Short, I Will Preach It [the Word], Teach It, Write It, But I Will Constrain No Man By Force, For Faith Must Come Freely Without Compulsion. Take Myself As An Example. I Opposed Indulgences And All The Papists, But Never With Force. I Simply Taught, Preached, And Wrote God's Word; Otherwise I Did Nothing. And While I Slept, Or Drank Wittenberg Beer With My Friends Philip And Amsdorf, The Word So Greatly Weakened The Papacy That No Prince Or Emperor Ever Inflicted Such Losses Upon It. I Did Nothing; The Word Did Everything.

Faith Is The Master, And Reason The Maid-servant.

The Sin Underneath All Our Sins Is To Trust The Lie Of The Serpent That We Cannot Trust The Love And Grace Of Christ And Must Take Matters Into Our Own Hands

How Can A Reason Which Hates God Be Called Sound?