When I am assailed with heavy tribulations, I rush out among my pigs rather than remain alone by myself. The human heart is like a millstone in a mill: when you put wheat under it, it turns and grinds and bruises the wheat to flour; if you put no wheat, it still grinds on, but then 'tis itself it grinds and wears away. So the human heart, unless it be occupied with some employment, leaves space for the devil, who wriggles himself in and brings with him a whole host of evil thoughts, temptations, and tribulations, which grind out the heart.
Martin LutherPeace is more important than all justice; and peace was not made for the sake of justice, but justice for the sake of peace.
Martin LutherIt is a good thing to let prayer be the first business of the morning and the last of the evening.
Martin Luther