When my heart is cold and I cannot pray as I should I scourge myself with the thought of the impiety and ingratitude of my enemies, the Pope and his accomplices and vermin, and Zwingli, so that my heart swells with the righteous indignation and hatred and I can say with warmth and vehemence: 'Holy be Thy Name, Thy Kingdom come, Thy Will be done!' And the hotter I grow the more ardent do my prayers become.

The will is a beast of burden. If God mounts it, it wishes and goes as God wills; if Satan mounts it, it wishes and goes as Satan wills; Nor can it choose its rider... the riders contend for its possession.

Is it not wonderful news to believe that salvation lies outside ourselves?

It is impossible to separate works from faith- yea, just as impossible as to separate burning and shining from fire.

God creates out of nothing. Therefore, until a man is nothing, God can make nothing out of him.

The bible is the cradle that holds the Christ, without him it is nothing more than wood and straw.

That which the sober man keeps in his breast, the drunken man lets out at the lips. Astute people, when they want to ascertain a man's true character, make him drunk.