Humiliation is the beginning of sanctification; and as without this, without holiness, no man shall see God, though he pore whole nights upon his Bible; so without that, without humility, no man shall hear God speak to his soul, though he hear three two-hour sermons every day.

To know and feel all this and not have the words to express it makes a human a grave of his own thoughts.

I shall die reading; since my book and a grave are so near.

I neglect God and his angles for the noise of a fly, for the rattling of a coach, for the whining of a door.

Who knows his virtues name or place, hath none.

Death be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so. For, those, whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow. Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me.

Busy old fool, unruly Sun, why dost thou thus through windows and through curtains call on us? Must to thy motions lovers seasons run?