The best prayers have often more groans than words.
I will stay in prison till the moss grows on my eye lids rather than disobey God.
There was a castle called Doubting Castle, the owner whereof was Giant Despair.
Nae man can tether time nor tide.
Riches and power, what is there more in the world? For money answereth all things-that is, all but soul concerns. It can neither be a price for souls while here, nor can that, with all the forces of strength, recover one out of hell fire.
I seek a place that can never be destroyed, one that is pure, and that fadeth not away, and it is laid up in heaven, and safe there, to be given, at the time appointed, to them that seek it with all their heart. Read it so, if you will, in my book.