When I am dead, I hope it may be said: 'His sins were scarlet, But his books were read'. - Hilaire Belloc

The Church is a perpetually defeated thing that always outlives her conquerers.

And you, Archers and Barrack-room companions of war, of high birth or of low, who stand before the good town of Orleans, be off, in the name of God, to your own Country. King of England, if you will not do so, I am a Leader in War and in what ever place I may find your folk in France I will turn them out willy nilly, and who will not obey I shall kill and who will obey I shall spare. Nor believe that you can hold aught of the Realm of France. No, by God, the Son of Mary! Charles the King will hold it, the right heir. For God the King of Heaven wills it so, as the Maid has revealed to him. He will come at last into Paris with a goodly company. If you will not hearken to the words of God by the mouth of the Maid, in whatever place we find you we will strike great swinges and make such a rough-and-tumble as has not been raised in France this thousand years. Then shall we see which has better right from the God of Heaven, we or you!

Of three in One and One in three
My narrow mind would doubting be
Till Beauty, Grace and Kindness met
And all at once were Juliet.