"I begged God to be merciful and take me up to him because I was now a ruined warrior.
I then remembered a knight who I had heard of from my father... His name was Köchli. He also had only one hand and still could do everything he needed to do against his enemies on the battlefield, like everyone else.
I prayed to God and thought to myself that even if I had twelve hands, they would be useless if I did not have His grace."
- Götz von Berlichingen | The Autobiography of Sir Götz von Berlichingen
