“Necessity has no law.” — Oliver Cromwell

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.

What is all our histories, but God showing himself, shaking and trampling on everything that he has not planted.

Who can love to walk in the dark? But providence doth often so dispose.

God made them as stubble to our swords.