I will stay in jail to the end of my days before I make a butchery of my conscience.
JOHN BUNYANNae man can tether time nor tide.
More John Bunyan Quotes
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As your faith is, such your hope will be. Hope is never ill when faith is well, nor strong if faith be weak.
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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
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You have not lived today until you have done something for someone who can never repay you.
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Prayer will make a man cease from sin, or sin will entice a man to cease from prayer.
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Christians are like the several flowers in a garden that have each of them the dew of heaven, which, being shaken with the wind, they let fall at each other’s roots, whereby they are jointly nourished, and become nourishers of each other.
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The difference between true and false repentance lies in this: the man who truly repents cries out against his heart; but the other, as Eve, against the serpent, or something else.
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Knock, and it shall be opened unto you.
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There is no way to kill a man’s righteousness but by his own consent.
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I come from the Town of Stupidity; it lieth about four degrees beyond the City of Destruction.
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To seek yourself in this world is to be lost; and to be humble is to be exalted.
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Love is the beauty and the strength of all societies and the great pleasure of our lives on earth.
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What God says is best, is best, though all the men in the world are against it.
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I have given Him my faith, and sworn my allegiance to Him; how, then, can I go back from this, and not be hanged as a traitor?
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You can do more than pray after you have prayed, but you cannot do more than pray until you have prayed. Pray often, for prayer is a shield to the soul, a sacrifice to God, and a scourge to Satan.
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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.
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