Men may die like lambs and yet have their place forever with the goats.

Peace is such a precious jewel that I would give anything for it but truth.

Man takes a great deal of pains to heap up riches, and they are but like heaps of manure in the furrows of the field, good for nothing unless they be spread.

...When we are waiting upon God to bless us, we should stir up ourselves to bless him.

Though we must never think to learn above our Bible, as long as we are here in this world, yet we must still be getting forward in it.

As if men did not die fast enough, they are ingenious at finding out ways to destroy one another.

The kingdom of heaven was never intended to indulge the ease of triflers, but to the rest of them that labor.