There is no greater mercy that I know of on earth than good health except it is sickness, and that has often been a greater mercy to me than health.

Time, how short-eternity, how long! Death, how brief-immortali ty, how endless!

I note that some whom I greatly love and esteem, who are, in my judgment, among the very choicest of God's people, nevertheless, travel most of the way to heaven by night.

You need not to know much about Heaven-it is where Christ is, and that is Heaven enough for us.

Thankfulness makes much of little.

We must school and train ourselves to deal personally with the unconverted. We must not excuse ourselves, but force ourselves to the irksome task until it becomes easy.

If God be near a church, it must pray. And if he be not there, one of the first tokens of his absence will be a slothfulness in prayer.