Abandon the secret chamber and the spiritual life will decay.
Dear Lord. I give myself away. I've nothing else to give.
Acquaint yourself with your own ignorance.
Must I be carried to the skies on flowery beds of ease, while others fought to win the prize and sailed through bloody seas?
It is not to be expected that we should love God supremely if we have not known him to be more desirable than all other things.
Tis the voice of the sluggard I heard him complain,You have wak'd me too soon, I must slumber again.