See that you buy the field where the Pearl is; sell all, and make a purchase of salvation. Think it not easy: for it is a steep ascent to eternal glory: many are lying dead by the way, slain with security.

Our little time of suffering is not worthy of our first night's welcome home to Heaven.

I wonder many times that ever a child of God should have a sad heart, considering what their Lord is preparing for them.

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.

When I look to my guiltiness, I see that my salvation is one of our Saviour's greatest miracles, either in heaven or earth.

Make not Christ a liar in distrusting His promise.

Every day we may see some new thing in Christ. His love hath neither brim nor bottom.