God, as I may say, is forced to break men's hearts, before he can make them willing to cry to him, or be willing that he should have any concerns with them; the rest shut their eyes, stop their ears, withdraw their hearts, or say unto God, Be gone.
Sincerity carries the soul in all simplicity to open its heart to God.
Care, mad to see a man sae happy, E'en drouned himsel amang the nappy.
I will stay in jail to the end of my days before I make a butchery of my conscience.
But pleasures are like poppies spread: You seize the flower
I have often thought that the best Christians are found in the worst of times.