Our critical day is not the very day of our death; but the whole course of our life.
The Psalms foretell what I, what any shall do and suffer and say.
I count all that part of my life lost which I spent not in communion with God, or in doing good.
As soon as there was two there was pride.
There is hook in every benefit, that sticks in his jaws that takes that benefit, and draws him whither the benefactor will.
But I do nothing upon myself, and yet I am my own executioner.