“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.”

“This we prescribe, though no physician; Deep malice makes too deep incision; Forget, forgive; conclude and be agreed; Our doctors say this is no month to bleed.”

“Sleep knits up the raveled sleeve of care.”

“If thou couldst, doctor, cast The water of my land, find her disease, And purge it to a sound and pristine health, I would applaud thee to the very echo, That should applaud you again.”