My faith has no bed to sleep upon but omnipotence.

Humility is a strange flower; it grows best in winter weather, and under storms of affliction.

I seldom made an errand to God for another but I got something for myself.

Set no time to the Lord the creator of time, for His time is always best.

After every storm, there comes clear open skies.

Grace will ever speak for itself and be fruitful in well-doing; the sanctified, cross is a fruitful tree.

You shall by faith sustain yourself and comfort yourself in your Lord, and be strong in His power; for you are in the beaten and common way to heaven, when you are under our Lord's crosses. You have reason to rejoice in it, more than in a crown of gold; and rejoice and be glad to bear the reproaches of Christ.