Never have I greater reason for suspicion that when I am particularly pleased with myself, my faith, my progress, and my alms.
Christian ScriverO, my God! withhold from me the wealth to which tears and sighs and curses cleave. Better none at all than wealth like that.
Christian ScriverIt is self-love and its offspring self-deception, which shut the gates of heaven, and lead men, as if in a delicious dream, to hell.
Christian ScriverIf he who has little wit needs a master to inform his stupidity, he who has much frequently needs ten to keep in check his worldly wisdom, which might otherwise, like a high-mettled charger, toss him to the ground.
Christian Scriver