He Who Stops Being Better Stops Being

That Which Brought Me Into The Capacity I Now Stand In, Was The Petition And Advice Given Me By You, Who, In Reference To The Ancient Constitution, Did Draw Me Here To Accept The Place Of Protector. There Is Not A Man Living Can Say I Sought It, No Not A Man, Nor Woman, Treading Upon English Ground.

I Have Not The Particular Shining Bauble Or Feather In My Cap For Crowds To Gaze At Or Kneel To, But I Have Power And Resolution For Foes To Tremble At.

Your Pretended Fear Lest Error Should Step In, Is Like The Man That Would Keep All The Wine Out Of The Country Lest Men Should Be Drunk. It Will Be Found An Unjust And Unwise Jealousy, To Deny A Man The Liberty He Hath By Nature Upon A Supposition That He May Abuse It.

Royalty Is But A Feather In A Man's Cap; Let Children Enjoy Their Rattle.

I Would Have Been Glad To Have Lived Under My Wood Side, And To Have Kept A Flock Of Sheep, Rather Than To Have Undertaken This Government.