False-dealing travels a short road, and surely detected.

No pain, no palm; no thorns, no throne; no gall, no glory; no cross, no crown.

Those who live to live forever, never fear dying.

We are too careless of posterity; not considering that as they are, so the next generation will be.

It is a coal from God's altar must kindle our fire; and without fire, true fire, no acceptable sacrifice.

I have sometimes thought that people are, in a sort, happy, that nothing can put out of countenance with themselves, though they neither have nor merit other people's.

For nothing reaches the heart but what is from the heart, or pierces the conscience but what comes from a living conscience