Faith is a free surrenderand a joyous wager on the unseen, unknown, untested goodness of God.

We know that death never skips or spares anybody and that no one ever returns. And yet we go on like the blind, who see as little at midday as in the pitch-dark night. We do not take these examples to heart; we do not realize that today or tomorrow our turn will come.

I see a word that hates evil more than it loves good.

We are at fault for not slaying the Jews.

Anything that one imagines of God apart from Christ is only useless thinking and vain idolatry.

Blessed is the man that hath not walked in the way of the Sacramentarians, nor sat in the seat of the Zwinglians, nor followed the Council of the Zurichers.

Christ is the master; the Scriptures are only the servant.