Grace comes into the soul as the morning sun into the world: there is first a dawning, then a mean light, and at last the sun in his excellent brightness.

Better a holy discord than a profane concord.

Alas! that the farthest and of all our thoughts should be the thought of our ends.

A man may be so bold of his predestination, that he forget his conversation.

The ambitious climb high and perilous stairs, and never care how to come down; the desire of rising hath swallowed up their fear of a fall.

Our mind is where our pleasure is, our heart is where our treasure is, our love is where our life is, but all these, our pleasure, treasure, and life, are reposed in Jesus Christ.

He who sends the storm steers the vessel.