My grand point in preaching is to break the hard heart, and to heal the broken one.

A bowler can make or break a chap.

But by the grace of God I am what I am

As to myself, if I were not a Calvinist, I think I should have no more hope of success in preaching to men, than to horses or cows.

There are many who stumble in the noon-day, not for want of light, but for want of eyes.

If we seem to get no good by attempting to draw near to Him, we may be sure we will get none by keeping away from Him.

Time, by moments, steals away, First the hour, and then the day; Small the daily loss appears, Yet it soon amounts to years