Those Speak Foolishly Who Ascribe Their Anger

Is It Not A Thing Most Abominable, That God Who Feeds So Many Mouths, Should Be Held In Such Low Esteem By Me, That I Will Not Trust Him To Feed Me? Yea, That A Guilder, Thirty-eight Cents, Should Be Valued More Highly Than God, Who Pours Out His Treasures Everywhere In Rich Profusion. For The World Is Full Of God And His Works. He Is Everywhere Present With His Gifts, And Yet We Will Not Trust In Him, Nor Accept His Visitation.

I Am Afraid That The Schools Will Prove The Very Gates Of Hell, Unless They Diligently Labor In Explaining The Holy Scriptures And Engraving Them In The Heart Of The Youth.

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.

The Quest For Glory Can Never Be Satisfied, It Must Be Extinguished.

The Slender Capacity Of Man's Heart Cannot Comprehend The Unfathomable Depth And Burning Zeal Of God's Love Toward Us.