I longed that those who, I have reason to think, owe me ill will, might be eternally happy. It seemed refreshing to think of meeting them in heaven, how much soever they had injured me on earth: had no disposition to insist upon any confession from them, in order to reconciliation, and the exercise of love and kindness to them. Oh! it is an emblem of heaven itself, to love all the world with a love of kindness, forgiveness, and benevolence.

I am an old sinner; and if God had designed mercy for me, he would have called me home to himself before now.

Oh, how precious is time, and how it pains me to see it slide away, while I do so little to any good purpose.

Oh! how amazing it is that people can talk so much about men's power and goodness, when if God did not hold us back every moment, we should be devils incarnate!

I have a secret thought from some things I have observed, that God may perhaps design you for some singular service in the world.

A few of the sublimest geniuses of Rome and Athens had some faint discoveries of the spiritual nature of the human soul, and formed some probable conjectures, that man was designed for a future state of existence.

I have withstood the power of convictions a long time; and therefore I fear I shall be finally left of God.