Christ has no velvet crosses.

To believe Christ's cross to be a friend, as he himself is a friend, is also a special act of faith

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

Think it not hard if you get not your will, nor your delights in this life; God will have you to rejoice in nothing but himself.

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

No pen, no words, no image can express to you the loveliness of my only, only Lord Jesus.

Christ and His cross are not separable in this life, howbeit Christ and His cross part at heaven's door, for there is no house-room for crosses in heaven. One tear, one sigh, one sad heart, one fear, one loss, one thought of trouble cannot find lodging there.