Preaching, In The First Sense Of The

There Was Never A Merry World Since The Fairies Left Off Dancing.

Never King Dropped Out Of The Clouds.

When Men Comfort Themselves With Philosophy, 'tis Not Because They Have Got Two Or Three Sentences, But Because They Have Digested Those Sentences, And Made Them Their Own: Philosophy Is Nothing But Discretion.

Preachers Say, "do As I Say, Not As I Do." But If A Physician Had The Same Disease Upon Him That I Have, And He Should Bid Me Do One Thing And He Do Quite Another, Could I Believe Him?

Twas An Unhappy Division That Has Been Made Between Faith And Works; Though In My Intellect I May Divide Them, Just As In The Candle I Know There Is Both Light And Heat. But Yet, Put Out The Candle, And They Are Both Gone.