Yet my great-grandfather was but a water-man, looking one way and rowing another: and I got most of my estate by the same occupation.

If we have not quiet in our minds, outward comfort will do no more for us than a golden slipper on a gouty foot.

Some said, "John, print it"; others said "Not so." Some said, "It might do good"; others said, "No."

Great sins do draw out great grace; and where guilt is most terrible and fierce, there the mercy of God in Christ, when showed to the soul, appears most high and mighty.

I could not be satisfied unless some fruits did appear in my work.

I preach deliverance to others, I tell them there is freedom, while I hear my own chains clang.

I am now a man of despair, rejected, abandoned, shut up in this iron cage from which there is no escape.