The Angels Are As Perfect In Form

If Ever I Do Escape, No One Shall Reproach Me With Having Broken Or Violated My Faith, Not Having Given My Word To Any One, Whosoever It May Be.

I Am The Drum On Which God Is Beating Out His Message.

I Am Not Afraid; I Was Born To Do This.

... Since God Commanded Me To Go, I Must Do It.

Of The Love Or Hatred God Has For The English, I Know Nothing, But I Do Know That They Will All Be Thrown Out Of France, Except Those Who Die There.