“The grace of God has no charms for men till the Holy Spirit gives them a taste for it.”

Whoever is not satisfied with Christ alone, strives after something beyond absolute perfection.

Faith does not proceed from ourselves, but is the fruit of spiritual regeneration.

For what is idolatry if not this: to worship the gifts in place of the Giver himself?

Prayer is the chief exercise of faith.

Scripture is like a pair of spectacles which dispels the darkness and gives us a clear view of God.

Christ is much more powerful to save, than Adam was to destroy.

The excellence of the Church does not consist in multitude but in purity.

Joy is a quiet gladness of heart as one contemplates the goodness of God’s saving grace in Christ Jesus.

When God wants to judge a nation, He gives them wicked rulers.

When the Bible speaks, God speaks.

Satan is an astute theologian.

How do we know that God has elected us before the creation of the world? By believing in Jesus Christ.

Let our chief goal, O God, be your glory, and to enjoy You forever.

Only those who have learned well to be earnestly dissatisfied with themselves, and to be confounded with shame at their wretchedness truly understand the Christian gospel.

No man can come to God but by an extraordinary revelation of the Spirit.

A perfect faith is nowhere to be found, so it follows that all of us are partly unbelievers.

Please. Forgive me. One more chance, Blaire. I want this. I want you.

He who has gotten rid of the disease of “tomorrow” has a chance of achieving what he is here for.

We possess our body by chance and we are already pleased with it. If our physical bodies went through ten thousand transformations without end, how incomparable would this joy be! Therefore the sage roams freely in the realm in which nothing can escape, but all endures.

At some point you’re gonna have to take a chance on something.

Marriage is the only chance (and it is but a chance) offered to women for escape from this death and how eagerly and how ignorantly it is embraced.

What I cannot follow are the manic-depressive fluctuations from total control to no control, from the serialization of all elements to chance.

Dust off your heart and let it love once more.

The chance of failure is almost always better than the guarantee of never knowing.