It is the very nature of grace to make a man strive to be most eminent in that particular grace which is most opposed to his bosom sin.

Those sins that seem most sweet in life, will prove most bitter in death

Saints spring and thrive most internally, when they are most externally afflicted. Afflictions are the mother of virtue.

Every thing that a man leans upon but God, will be a dart that will certainly pierce his heart through and through. He who leans only upon Christ, lives the highest, choicest, safest, and sweetest life.

The greatest and the hottest fires that ever were on earth are but ice in comparison to the fire of hell.

When afflictions arrest us, we shall murmur and grumble and struggle until we see that it is God that strikes.

Humility can weep over other men's weaknesses, and joy and rejoice over their graces.