There’s no shame about any honest calling; don’t be afraid of soiling your hands, there’s plenty of soap to be had.

There is no fatigue so wearisome as that which comes from lack of work.

This is now a covenant of pure grace; let no man attempt to mix works with it.

You cannot be Christ’s servant if you are not willing to follow him, cross and all. What do you crave? A crown? Then it must be a crown of thorns if you are to be like him. Do you want to be lifted up? So you shall, but it will be upon a cross.

Oh, the stoop of the Redeemer's amazing love! Let us, henceforth, contend how low we can go side by side with Him, but remember when we have gone to the lowest He descends lower still, so that we can truly feel that the very lowest place is too high for us, because He has gone lower still.

Without the Spirit of God, we can do nothing. We are as ships without wind. We are useless.

Every sinner must be quickened by the same life, made obedient to the same gospel, washed in the same blood, clothed in the same righteousness, filled with the same divine energy, and eventually taken up to the same heaven, and yet in the conversion of no two sinners will you find matters precisely the same.