Ask how to live? Write, write, write, anything; The world's a fine believing world, write news.
John FletcherCare-charming Sleep, thou easer of all woes, brother to Death, sweetly thyself dispose.
John FletcherOnly look to Jesus. He died for you, died in your place, died under the frowns of heaven, that we might die under its smile. Regard neither unbelief nor doubt. Fear neither sin nor hell. Choose neither life nor death. All these are swallowed up in the immensity of Christ and are triumphed over in His cross.
John Fletcher