It Is The Duty Of Every Christian

Demons Live In Many Lands, But Particularly In Prussia.

The Multitude Of Books Is A Great Evil. There Is No Limit To This Fever For Writing.

What Do We Older Folks Live For If Not For The Care Of The Young, To Teach And Train Them?

It Is The Duty Of Every Christian To Be Christ To His Neighbor.

When I Am Assailed With Heavy Tribulations, I Rush Out Among My Pigs Rather Than Remain Alone By Myself. The Human Heart Is Like A Millstone In A Mill: When You Put Wheat Under It, It Turns And Grinds And Bruises The Wheat To Flour; If You Put No Wheat, It Still Grinds On, But Then 'tis Itself It Grinds And Wears Away. So The Human Heart, Unless It Be Occupied With Some Employment, Leaves Space For The Devil, Who Wriggles Himself In And Brings With Him A Whole Host Of Evil Thoughts, Temptations, And Tribulations, Which Grind Out The Heart.