I love to hear my Lord spoken of, and wherever I have seen the print of His shoe in the earth, there have I coveted to put mine also.

Nothing can hurt you except sin; nothing can grieve me except sin; nothing can defeat you except sin. Therefore, be on your guard, my Mansoul.

If that a pearl may in a toad's head dwell, And may be found too in an oyster shell.

I will stay in jail to the end of my days before I make a butchery of my conscience.

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

As your faith is, such your hope will be. Hope is never ill when faith is well, nor strong if faith be weak.

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