We are as near to heaven as we are far from self, and far from the love of a sinful world.

Make not Christ a liar in distrusting His promise.

The great Master Gardener, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, in a wonderful providence, with his own hand, planted me here, where by his grace, in this part of his vineyard, I grow; and here I will abide till the great Master of the vineyard think fit to transplant me.

Live on Christ's love while ye are here, and all the way.

He who duly esteemeth Christ, is a noble bidder, and so a noble and liberal buyer.

You will not get to steal quietly into heaven, into Christ's company, without a conflict and a cross. I find crosses to be Christ's carved work that he marks out for us and that with crosses he portraits us to his own image, cutting away pieces of our ill and corruption. Lord cut - Lord carve - Lord wound - Lord do anything that may perfect thy Father's image in us and make us ready for glory.

Through many afflictions we must enter into the kingdom of God ... It is folly to think to steal to heaven with a whole skin.