He [the Rev. Mr. Whitefield] used, indeed, sometimes to pray for my conversion, but never had the satisfaction of believing that his prayers were heard.

If a man empties his purse into his head, no one can take it from him.

Do you love truth for truth's sake, and will you endeavor impartially to find and receive it yourself, and communicate it to others?

If you want to make a friend, let someone do you a favor.

I have thought that wild flowers might be the alphabet of angels, — whereby they write on hills and fields mysterious truths, which it is not given our fallen nature to understand.

Wouldst thou enjoy a long Life, a healthy Body, and a vigorous Mind, and be acquainted also with the wonderful Works of God? labour in the first place to bring thy Appetite into Subjection to Reason.

He's gone, and forgot nothing but to say farewell to his creditors