Perfection Is The Child Of Time.

It Is Not The Bee's Touching On The Flowers That Gathers The Honey, But Her Abiding For A Time Upon Them, And Drawing Out The Sweet.

If The Sun Of God's Countenance Shine Upon Me, I May Well Be Content To Be Wet With The Rain Of Affliction.

Christian Society Is Like A Bundle Of Sticks Laid Together, Whereof One Kindles Another. Solitary Men Have Fewest Provocations To Evil, But, Again, Fewest Incitations To Good. So Much As Doing Good Is Better Than Not Doing Evil Will I Account Christian Good-fellowship Better Than An Hermitish And Melancholy Solitariness.

Now You Say, Alas! Christianity Is Hard; I Grant It; But Gainful And Happy. I Contemn The Difficulty When I Respect The Advantage. The Greatest Labors That Have Answerable Requitals Are Less Than The Least That Have No Regard. Believe Me, When I Look To The Reward, I Would Not Have The Work Easier. It Is A Good Master Whom We Serve, Who Not Only Pays, But Gives; Not After The Proportion Of Our Earnings, But Of His Own Mercy.

Even The Best Things Ill Used Become Evils; And, Contrarily, The Worst Things Used Well Prove Good.