“Sleep is sweet to the labouring man.”

Old truths are always new to us, if they come with the smell of heaven upon them.

He that lives in sin and looks for happiness hereafter is likehimthat soweth cockleand thinkstofill hisbarnwith wheat or barley.

Great grace and small gifts are better than great gifts and no grace.

The truths that I know best I have learned on my knees. I never know a thing well, till it is burned into my heart by prayer.

I will stay in prison till the moss grows on my eye lids rather than disobey God.

I love to hear my Lord spoken of, and wherever I have seen the print of His shoe in the earth, there have I coveted to put mine also.

Dark clouds bring waters, when the bright bring none.

Pray and read, read and pray; for a little from God is better than a great deal from men.

If you release me today, I’ll preach tomorrow.

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?

To-despise the world is the way to enjoy heaven; and blessed are they who delight to converse with God by prayer.

It is profitable for Christians to be often calling to mind the very beginnings of grace with their souls.

In all your prayers forget not to thank the Lord for his mercies.

Though it be said that faith cometh by hearing, yet it is the Spirit that worketh faith in the heart through hearing, or else they are not profited by hearing.

The best prayer I ever prayed had enough sin to damn the whole world.

You have not lived today until you have done something for someone who can never repay you.

I was always sweet, at first. Oh, it’s so easy to be sweet to people before you love them.

The name of freedom regained is sweet to hear.

Victory is very, very sweet. It tastes better than any dessert you’ve ever had.

That it will never come again is what makes life sweet.

Revenge is sweet and not fattening.

I never thought life would be this sweet, It got me cheesing from cheek to cheek.

Success is sweet, but the secret is sweat.

A woman must be a cute, cuddly, naive little thing – tender, sweet, and stupid.