In ribald lampoons he was nicknamed Undipped John.
The parish register of his baptism was produced in vain.

His enemies still continued to complain that they had lived to see fathers of the Church who never were her children.

They made up a story that the Queen had felt bitter remorse for the great crime by which she had obtained a throne, that in her agony she had applied to Tillotson, and that he had comforted her by assuring her that the punishment of the wicked in a future state would not be eternal.

[47] The Archbishop's mind was naturally of almost feminine delicacy, and had been rather softened than braced by the habits of a long life, during which contending sects and factions had agreed in speaking of his abilities with admiration and of his character with esteem.

The storm of obloquy which he had to face for the first time at more than sixty years of age was too much for him.