My sword I give to him that shall succeed me in my pilgrimage, and my courage and skill to him that can get it.

Words easy to be understood do often hit the mark; when high and learned ones do only pierce the air.

Now may this little Book a blessing be To those that love this little Book, and me: And may its Buyer have no cause to say, His money is but lost, or thrown away.

Whoso beset him round With dismal stories Do but themselves confound; His strength the more is.

What God says is best, indeed is best, though all men in the world are against it. Seeing, then, that God prefers his religion; seeing God prefers a tender conscience; seeing they that make themselves fools for the kingdom of heaven are wisest; and that the poor man that loveth Christ is richer than the greatest man in the world that hates him: Shame, depart, thou art an enemy to my salvation.