The truths that I know best I have learned on my knees. I never know a thing well, till it is burned into my heart by prayer.

Old truths are always new to us, if they come with the smell of heaven upon them.

The Swamp of Despond is that place set before the narrow gate where true and false pilgrims alike are assaulted by their own internal corruption and pollution. The dirt and scum that has attached itself to our hearts and minds is agitated and revealed by both the workings of a guilty conscience and the devouring avarice of the enemy of our souls.The

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.

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

Afflictions make the heart more deep, more experimental, more knowing and profound, and so, more able to hold, to contain, and beat more.

Though the world disregard the society of God's children now, yet there is a time coming in which they would be glad to have the least company with them.