The reason that men are so slow to confess their vices is because they have not yet abandoned them.

Learning, to be of much use, must have a tendency to spread itself among the common people.

Not that which men do worthily, but that which they do successfully, is what history makes haste to record.

So we fall asleep in Jesus. We have played long enough at the games of life, and at last we feel the approach of death. We are tired out, and we lay our heads back on the bosom of Christ, and quietly fall asleep.

You may say, "I wish to send this ball so as to kill the lion crouching yonder, ready to spring upon me. My wishes are all right, and I hope Providence will direct the ball." Providence won't. You must do it; and if you do not, you are a dead man.

If Christ is not divine, every impulse of the Christian world falls to a lower octave, and light and love and hope decline.

Before men we stand as opaque bee-hives. They can see the thoughts go in and out of us; but what work they do inside of a man they cannot tell. Before God we are as glass bee-hives, and all that our thoughts are doing within us he perfectly sees and understands.