Perfection Is The Child Of Time.

A Man's Opinion Is In Others; His Being Is In Himself.

It Is Not He That Reads Most, But He That Meditates Most On Divine Truth, That Will Prove The Choicest, Wisest, Strongest Christian.

I Have Seldom Seen Much Ostentation And Much Learning Met Together.

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

As The Most Generous Vine, If It Is Not Pruned, Runs Out Into Many Superfluous Stems, And Grows At Last Weak And Fruitless; So Dote The Best Man, If He Be Not Cut Short Of His Desires And Pruned With Afflictions. If It Be Painful To Bleed, It Is Worse To Wither. Let Me Be Pruned, That I May Grow, Rather Than Be Cut Up To Burn.