Christ dwells in that heart most eminently that hath emptied itself of itself.

To repent of sin is as great a mark of grace as not to sin.

Ambition is a gilded misery, a secret poison, a hidden plague, the engineer of deceit, the mother of hypocrisy, the parent of envy, the original of vices, the moth of holiness, the blinder of hearts, turning medicines into maladies, and remedies into diseases.

The sovereignty of God is that golden sceptre in his hand by which he will make all bow, either by his word or by his works, by his mercies or by his judgements.

Deliver me, O Lord, from that evil man, myself.

An idle life and a holy heart is a contradiction.

Sin may rebel, but it shall never reign in any saint.