I assure you by the Lord, your adversaries shall get no advantage against you, except you sin, and offend your Lord, in your sufferings.

Since He looked upon me my heart is not my own. He hath runaway to heaven with it.

Set not your heart upon the world, since God hath not made it your portion.

My Lord Jesus has fully recompensed my sadness with his joys, my losses with his own presence. I find it a sweet and rich thing to exchange my sorrows with Christ's joys, my afflictions with that sweet peace I have with himself.

My faith has no bed to sleep upon but omnipotence.

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

The secret formula of the saints: When I am in the cellar of affliction, I look for the Lord's choicest wines.