The heart must be beaten or bruised, and then the sweet scent will come out.

…just as Christian came up to the Cross, his burden loosed from off his shoulders, fell from off his back, and began to tumble down the hill, and so it continued to do till it came to the mouth of the sepulchre. There it fell in, and I saw it no more!

The best prayer I ever prayed had enough sin to damn the whole world.

If you release me today, I'll preach tomorrow.

One leak will sink a ship: and one sin will destroy a sinner.

I would say to my soul, O my soul, this is not the place of despair; this is not the time to despair in. As long as mine eyes can find a promise in the Bible, as long as there is a moment left me of breath or life in this world, so long will I wait or look for mercy, so long will I fight against unbelief and despair.

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