“A man says to me, 'Can you explain the seven trumpets of the Revelation?' No, but I can blow one in your ear, and warn you to escape from the wrath to come.”

“Few men would dare to read their own autobiography if all their deeds were recorded in it; few can look back upon their entire career without a blush.”

“Birds sing on a bare bough; O, believer, canst not thou?”

“A sermon wept over is more acceptable with God than one gloried over.”

“The anvil is not afraid of the hammer.”

“Farewell, fair cruelty.”

“But thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes, Feed'st thy light's flame with self-substantial fuel, Making a famine where abundance lies, Thyself thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel.”

“Be wise as thou art cruel, do not press My tongue-tied patience with too much disdain: Lest sorrow lend me words and words express, The manner of my pity-wanting pain.”