“Afflictions make the heart more deep, more experimental, more knowing and profound, and so, more able to hold, to contain, and beat more.”

Love is the beauty and the strength of all societies and the great pleasure of our lives on earth.

He that forgets his friend is ungrateful to him; but he that forgets his Saviour is unmerciful to himself.

His love is what makes us live, love, sing, and praise forever.

I found it hard work now to pray to God, because despair was swallowing me up.

I will stay in jail to the end of my days before I make a butchery of my conscience.

I live because I am a Warrior and because I wish one day to be in the company of [She] for whom I have fought so hard

If you are not a praying person, you are not a Christian.

The same yesterday, today, and forever.

This hill though high I covent ascend; The difficulty will not me offend; For I perceive the way of life lies here. Come, pluck up, heart; let’s neither faint nor fear.

He that is down needs fear no fall.

Without the Spirit man is so infirm that he cannot, with all other means whatsoever, be enabled to think one right saving thought of God, of Christ, or of his blessed things.

The heart must be beaten or bruised, and then the sweet scent will come out.

Run when I can, walk when I cannot run, and creep when I cannot walk.

Who would true valour see, Let him come hither; One here will constant be, Come wind, come weather There’s no discouragement Shall make him once relent His first avowed intent To be a pilgrim.

Then I saw that there was a way to hell, even from the gates of heaven.

Though the world disregard the society of God’s children now, yet there is a time coming in which they would be glad to have the least company with them.

Whatever side I take, I know well that I will be blamed.

My arrest was on every bloody TV set. The other prisoners all knew who I was and asked me to sing.

I don’t know what I’m going to write when I begin to write. It feels like you are walking down a path, but you can’t see around the bend and you don’t know where you are going to go, which is fun.

The problem is when you become so well known that everyone is watching you and you don’t have an opportunity to observe.

If you’re cool, you don’t know nothing about it. It just is, or you ain’t.

And so you see I have come to doubt -All that I once held as true ~ I stand alone without beliefs -The only truth I know is you

You want to be a writer, don’t know how or when? Find a quiet place, use a humble pen.

I never plan anything, which is probably the difference between Mick and myself. Mick needs to know what he’s gonna do tomorrow and I’m just happy to wake up to see who’s hanging around. Mick’s rock and I’m roll.