If Faith Produce No Works, I See

Our Infinite Obligations To God Do Not Fill Our Hearts Half As Much As A Petty Uneasiness Of Our Own; Nor His Infinite Perfections As Much As Our Smallest Wants.

In Grief We Know The Worst Of What We Feel But Who Can Tell The End Of What We Fear?

When These Incorrigible Talkers Are Compelled To Be Quiet, Is It Not Evident That They Are Not Silent Because They Are Listening To What Is Said, But Because They Are Thinking Of What They Themselves Shall Say When They Can Seize The First Lucky Interval, For Which They Are So Narrowly Watching?

Expectation ... Quickens Desire, While Possession Deadens It.

He Who Has Once Taken To Drink Can Seldom Be Said To Be Guilty Of One Sin Only.