The right manner of growth is to grow less in one's own eyes.

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.

Though we as Christians are like Christ, having the first fruits of the spirit, yet we are unlike him, having the remainders of the flesh.

What if we have more of the rough file, if we have less rust! Afflictions carry away nothing but the dross of sin.

Knowledge without repentance will be but a torch to light men to hell.

God sweetens outward pain with inward peace.

Sin has the devil for its father, shame for its companion, and death for its wages.