Let The Wife Make The Husband Glad

There Is No Gown Or Garment That Worse Becomes A Woman Than When She Will Be Wise.

Daily There Have To Be Many Troubles And Trials In Every House, City, And Country. No Station In Life Is Free Of Suffering And Pain, Both From Your Own, Like Your Wife Or Children Or Household Help Or Subjects, And From The Outside, From Your Neighbors And All Sorts Of Accidental Trouble.

For All Works And Things, Which Are Either Commanded Or Forbidden By God And Thus Have Been Instituted By The Supreme Majesty, Are 'musts.' Nevertheless, No One Should Be Dragged To Them Or Away From Them By The Hair, For I Can Drive No Man To Heaven Or Beat Him Into It With A Club.

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.

Therefore We Christians, In Turn, Are Obliged Not To Tolerate Their Wanton And Conscious Blasphemy.