When I forget my sovereign, may my God forget me. — Edward Thurlow, 1st Baron Thurlow Copy Share Image
May, queen of blossoms, And fulfilling flowers, With what pretty music Shall we charm the hours? Wilt thou have pipe and reed, Blown in the open mead? Or to the lute give heed In the green bowers. — Edward Thurlow, 1st Baron Thurlow Copy Share Image
Did you ever expect a corporation to have a conscience, when it has no soul to be damned, and nobody to be kicked? — Edward Thurlow, 1st Baron Thurlow Copy Share Image
You never expected justice from a company, did you? They have neither a soul to lose, nor a body to kick. — Edward Thurlow, 1st Baron Thurlow Copy Share Image
Common sense is in spite of, not because of age. — Edward Thurlow, 1st Baron Thurlow Copy Share Image
When I forget my sovereign, may my God forget me. — Edward Thurlow, 1st Baron Thurlow Copy Share Image
Corporations have neither bodies to be punished, nor souls to be condemned, they therefore do as they like. — Edward Thurlow, 1st Baron Thurlow Copy Share Image
May, queen of blossoms, And fulfilling flowers, With what pretty music Shall we charm the hours? Wilt thou have pipe and reed, Blown in… — Edward Thurlow, 1st Baron Thurlow Copy Share Image
