Farewell, I wish our souls may meet with comfort at the journey's end.- The Heavenly Footman: A Puritan's View of How to Get to Heaven.

This hill though high I covent ascend; The difficulty will not me offend; For I perceive the way of life lies here. Come, pluck up, heart; let's neither faint nor fear.

For to speak the truth, there are but few that care thus to spend their time, but choose rather to be speaking of things to no profit.

In times of affliction we commonly meet with the sweetest experiences of the love of God.

No man, without trials and temptations, can attain a true understanding of the Holy Scriptures.

I will stay in prison till the moss grows on my eye lids rather than disobey God.

Farewell, I wish our souls may meet with comfort at the journey's end.- The Heavenly Footman: A Puritan's View of How to Get to Heaven.