Prayer is often an argument of laziness: "Lord, my temper gives me a vast deal of inconvenience, and it would be a great task for me to correct it; and wilt thou be pleased to correct it for me, that I may get along easier?" If prayer was answered under such circumstances, independent of action of natural laws, it would be paying a premium on indolence.

Where all of the man is what property he owns, it does not take long to annihilate him.

Going out into life--that is dying. Christ is the door out of life.

There are more quarrels smothered by just shutting your mouth, and holding it shut, than by all the wisdom in the world.

Mirth is the sweet wine of human life. It should be offered sparkling with zestful life unto God.

When a man says that he is perfect already, there is only one of two places for him, and that is heaven or the lunatic asylum.

Sometimes fear is wholesome and rational; it is well to swing fear as a mighty battle-axe over men's heads when no other motive will move them.