Are there not millions of us who would rather go sleeping to hell; than sweating to heaven?

We spend our years with sighing; it is a valleyof tears; but death is the funeral of all our sorrows.

How soon are we broken on the soft pillow of ease! Adam in paradise was overcome, when Job on the dunghill was a conqueror.

The more we enjoy of God, the more we are ravished with delight.

God will not be behind-hand in love to us: for our drop, we shall receive an ocean.

This kind of intense loyalty, then, became the well-spring of the IBM spirit, the family spirit as it was called.

A weak faith can lay hold on a strong Christ.