There Is Only One Christ, Jesus, One

Ye May Have A Greater Prince, But Ye Shall Never Have A More Loving Prince.

I Am No Lover Of Pompous Title, But Only Desire That My Name May Be Recorded In A Line Or Two, Which Shall Briefly Express My Name, My Virginity, The Years Of My Reign, The Reformation Of Religion Under It, And My Preservation Of Peace.

Affection! Affection Is False.

The Stone Often Recoils On The Head Of The Thrower.

[on Thomas Seymour's Death:] This Day Died A Man Of Much Wit And Very Little Judgment.