Let me be as the bullock which stands between the plough and the altar, to work or to be sacrificed; and let my motto be, "Ready for either".

You will never glory in God till first of all God has killed your glorying in yourself.

Ready-to-Halt, Poor Fearing, and thou, Mrs. Despondency, and Much-afraid, go often there [the empty tomb]; let it be your favorite haunt. There build a tabernacle, there abide. And often say to your heart, when you are in distress and sorrow, Come, see the place where the Lord lay.

We ought not to tolerate for a minute the ghastly and grievous thought that God will not answer prayer.

If God calls you to be a minister, don't stoop to becoming a king.

We think that we do well to be angry with the rebellious, and so we prove ourselves to be more like Jonah than Jesus.

Man loves his own ruin. The cup is so sweet that though he knows it will poison him, yet he must drink it. And the harlot is so fair, that though he understands that her ways lead down to hell, yet like a bullock he follows to the slaughter till the dart goes through his liver. Man is fascinated and bewitched by sin.