First, Resolve Upon, And Daily Endeavour To

God Enabled Me To So Agonize In Prayer That I Was Quite Wet With Perspiration, Though In The Shade And The Cool Wind. My Soul Was Drawn Out Very Much From The World, For Multitudes Of Souls.

I Board With A Poor Scotchman: His Wife Can Talk Scarce Any English.

I Am More Weary Of Life, I Think, Than Ever I Was.

It Is Impossible For Any Rational Creature To Be Happy Without Acting All For God. God Himself Could Not Make Him Happy Any Other Way... There Is Nothing In The World Worth Living For But Doing Good And Finishing God's Work, Doing The Work That Christ Did. I See Nothing Else In The World That Can Yield Any Satisfaction Besides Living To God, Pleasing Him, And Doing His Whole Will.

If You Hope For Happiness In The World, Hope For It From God, And Not From The World.