The motto for every missionary, whether preacher, printer, or schoolmaster, ought to be 'Devoted for Life.'

Thanks be to God, not--only for 'rivers of endless joys above, but for 'rills of comfort here below.'

I never prayed sincerely and earnestly for anything but it came at some time; no matter at how distant a day, somehow, in some shape, probably the least I would have devised, it came.

I will not leave Burma until the cross is planted here forever.

We prefer one room in Rangoon to six in Boston. We feel that we are highly blessed.

Permit us to labor on in obscurity, and at the end of twenty years you may hear from us again.

God answers all true prayer, either in kind or in kindness.