āFill the earth with your songs of gratitude.ā
āA 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.ā
āFew 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.ā
āBirds sing on a bare bough; O, believer, canst not thou?ā
āA sermon wept over is more acceptable with God than one gloried over.ā
āThe anvil is not afraid of the hammer.ā
āThe tartness of his face sours ripe grapes.ā
āThe cheekIs apter than the tongue to tell an errand.ā
āI will be free, even to the uttermost, as I please, in words.ā