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

The prayer that is faithless is fruitless.

A man's greatest care should be for that place where he lives longest; therefore eternity should be his scope.

He that loves the world, how active is he! He will break his peace and sleep for it. He that loves honour, what hazards will he run! He will swim to the throne in blood.... Love heaven, and you cannot miss it; love breaks through all opposition-it takes heaven by storm.

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

The pleasure of sin is soon gone, but the sting remains.

The torments of hell abide for ever.... If all the earth and sea were sand, and every thousandth year a bird should come, and take away one grain of this sand, it would be a long time ere that vast heap of sand were emptied; yet, if after all that time the damned may come out of hell, there were some hope; but this word EVER breaks the heart.