God Himself Will Milk The Cows Through

Who Waits Until Circumstances Completely Favor His Undertaking, Will Never Accomplish Anything.

Lord God, I Thank Thee That Thou Hast Been Pleased To Make Me A Poor And Indigent Man Upon Earth. I Have Neither House Nor Land Nor Money, To Leave Behind Me. Thou Hast Given Me Wife And Children, Whom I Now Restore To Thee. Lord, Nourish, Teach, And Preserve Them As Thou Hast Me.

People Give Ear To An Upstart Astrologer [copernicus]...this Fool Wishes To Reverse The Entire Science Of Astronomy

The Holy Ghost Must Here Be Our Only Master And Tutor.

When I Am Assailed With Heavy Tribulations, I Rush Out Among My Pigs Rather Than Remain Alone By Myself. The Human Heart Is Like A Millstone In A Mill: When You Put Wheat Under It, It Turns And Grinds And Bruises The Wheat To Flour; If You Put No Wheat, It Still Grinds On, But Then 'tis Itself It Grinds And Wears Away. So The Human Heart, Unless It Be Occupied With Some Employment, Leaves Space For The Devil, Who Wriggles Himself In And Brings With Him A Whole Host Of Evil Thoughts, Temptations, And Tribulations, Which Grind Out The Heart.