Sin is bad in the eye, worse in the tongue, worse still in the heart, but worst of all in the life.
The first step toward heaven, is to see ourselves near hell.
The only way to avoid cannon-shot is to fall down. No such way to be freed from temptation as to keep low.
Sin may rebel, but it shall never reign in any saint.
In a storm there is no shelter like the wings of God.
There is no such way to attain to greater measures of grace, as for a man to live up to that little grace he has.