All is lost! Monks, Monks, Monks! So, now all is gone - Empire, Body, and Soul!

We be informed by our judges that we at no time stand so highly in our estate royal as in the time of Parliament, wherein we as head and you as members are con…

We thought that the clergy of our realm had been our subjects wholly, but now we have well perceived that they be but half our subjects, yea, and scarce our su…

You have sent me a Flanders mare.

I answer the heroic question 'Death, where is thy sting?' with 'It is here in my heart and mind and memories.'

All passion is lost now. The world is mediocre, limp, without force. And madness and despair are a force. And force is a crime in the eyes of the fools, the we…

I caught him, yes, I held him - it may be imagined with what a passion; but at the end of a minute I began to feel what it truly was that I held. We were alone…