Christ went more willingly to the cross than we do to the throne of grace.

None so empty of grace as he that thinks he is full.

Praising God is one of the highest and purest acts of religion. In prayer we act like men; in praise we act like angels.

Some have asked whether we shall know one another in heaven? Surely, our knowledge will not be diminished, but increased. The judgement of Luther and Anselm, and many other divines is, that we shall know one another; yea, the saints of all ages, whose faces we never saw; and, when we shall see the saints in glory without their infirmities of pride end passion, it will be a glorious sight.

God sweetens outward pain with inward peace.

He may look on death with joy, who can look on forgiveness with faith.

The world rings changes, it is never constant but in its disappointments. The world is but a great inn, where we are to stay a night or two, and be gone; what madness is it so to set our heart upon our inn, as to forget our home?