I saw a man clothed with rags . . . a book in his hand, and a great burden upon his back.

A saint abroad, and a devil at home.

You have not lived today until you have done something for someone who can never repay you.

It is said that in some countries trees will grow, but will bear no fruit because there is no winter there.

The man that takes up religion for the world will throw away religion for the world.

It is easier going out of the way when we are in, than going in when we are out.

He that comes to Christ cannot, it is true, always get on as fast as he would. Poor coming soul, thou art like the man that would ride full gallop whose horse will hardly trot. Now the desire of his mind is not to be judged of by the slow pace of the dull jade he rides on, but by the hitching and kicking and spurring as he sits on his back. Thy flesh is like this dull jade, it will not gallop after Christ, it will be backward though thy soul and heaven lie at stake.