Samuel Quotes

A good man will honor him who lives up to his religious profession, whatever it be.

Tired of myself longing for what I have not

Those who respect age, deserve to live to be old, and to be respected themselves.

Women's eyes are wanderers, and too often bring home guests that are very troublesome to them, and whom, once introduced, they cannot get out of the house.

I am forced, as I have often said, to try to make myself laugh, that I may not cry: for one or other I must do.

Nothing can be more wounding to a spirit not ungenerous, than a generous forgiveness.

Who would not rather be the sufferer than the defrauder?

The soul of music slumbers in the shell Till waked and kindled by the master's spell; And feeling hearts, touch them but rightly, pour A thousand melodies unheard before!

Sweet Memory! wafted by thy gentle gale, Oft up the stream of Time I turn my sail.

It doesn't much signify whom one marries, for one is sure to find next morning that it was someone else.

Ward has no heart, they say, but I deny it: He has a heart, and gets his speeches by it.

By many a temple half as old as Time.

Vast and deep the mountain shadows grew.

A guardian angel o'er his life presiding, Doubling his pleasures, and his cares dividing.

Those that he loved so long and sees no more, Loved and still loves,-not dead, but gone before,- He gathers round him.

Think nothing done while aught remains to do.

Mine be a cot beside the hill; A bee-hive's hum shall soothe my ear; A willowy brook, that turns a mill, With many a fall shall linger near.

The good are better made by ill, As odours crushed are sweeter still.

Sweet memory, wafted by the gentle gale, Oft up the stream of Time I turn my sail, To view the fairy haunts of long-lost hours, Blest with far greener shades, far fresher flowers.

Lull'd in the countless chambers of the brain, Our thoughts are link'd by many a hidden chain; Awake but one, and lo, what myriads rise! Each stamps its image as the other flies!

We need to realize that we have a role to play in overcoming our own discrimination which is sometimes very subtly held.

Anxiety is good for nothing if we can't turn it into a defense.

I find my Lord Jesus cometh not in the precise way that I lay wait for Him. He hath a manner of His own. Oh, how high are His ways above my ways

Your heart is not the compass that God steers by.

I had but one joy, the apple of the eye of my delights , to preach Christ my Lord

The devil is but a whetstone to sharpen the faith and patience of the saints.-

I see Christ's love is so kingly, that it will not abide a marrow it must have a throne all alone in the soul.

Welcome, welcome, cross of Christ, if Christ be with it.

The hope of heaven under troubles is like wind and sails to the soul.

I assure you by the Lord, your adversaries shall get no advantage against you, except you sin, and offend your Lord, in your sufferings.

If ye never had a sick night and a pained soul for sin, ye have not yet lighted upon Christ.

Faith's speculations to the worst and hardest, in point of resolution, are sweet.

Well's them who are under crosses, and Christ says to them, "Half Mine."

Those who can take that crabbed tree handsomely upon their back, and fasten it on cannily, shall find it such a burden as wings unto a bird, or sails to a ship.

Every man by nature is a freeman born; by nature no man cometh out of the womb under any civil subjection to king, prince, or judge.

O, what I owe to the file, the hammer, and the furnace of the Lord Jesus! I know that he is no idle husbandman - he purposes a crop.

It is comfort to the believer that all things are possible.

My dear friend, venture to take the wind on your face for Christ.

Faint not; the miles to heaven are but few and short.

We take nothing to the grave with us, but a good or evil conscience... It is true, terrors of conscience cast us down; and yet without terrors of conscience we cannot be raised up again.

You must take a house beside the Physician. It will be a miracle if ye be the first sick that Christ hath put away uncured.

Desires going before conversion are not such as can calm a storming conscience.

My dear brother, let God make of you what He will, He will end all with consolation, and shall make glory out of your suffering.

I bless the Lord that all our troubles come through Christ's fingers, and that He casteth sugar among them and casteth in some ounce withts of heaven and of the spirit of glory in our cup.

Through many afflictions we must enter into the kingdom of God ... It is folly to think to steal to heaven with a whole skin.

Live on Christ's love while ye are here, and all the way.

Take Christ in with you under your yoke, and let patience have her perfect work.

Christ seeketh your help in your place; give Him your hand.

I live no more, but Christ liveth in me!

He who duly esteemeth Christ, is a noble bidder, and so a noble and liberal buyer.