I ascribe my change wholly to God.

Preach not calmly and quietly as though you were asleep, but preach with fire and pathos and passion.

Be thankful for the thorns and thistles, which keep you from being in love with this world, and becoming an idolater.

Do not despair, dear heart, but come to the Lord with all your jagged wounds, black bruises, and running sores. He alone can heal, and He delights to do it. It is our Lord's office to bind up the brokenhearted, and He is gloriously at home at it.

To trifle with Scripture is to deprive yourself of its aid. Reverence it, and look up to God with devout gratitude for having given it to you.

To pretend to trust Christ to save you from sin while you are still determined to continue in it is making a mockery of Christ.

The first link between my soul and Christ is not my goodness but my badness, not my merit but my misery, not my riches but my need.