From The Pilgrim's Progress, by John Bunyan
Be of good cheer, my brother: I feel the bottom, and it is good.
The Comforter be always with thee, good Christian, to guide thee in the way that leads to the city.
Hearing is but as the sowing of the seed; talking is not sufficient to prove that fruit is indeed in the heart.
You are not yet out of the gunshot of the devil; let nothing that is on this side the other world get within you.
All things must be managed here to the supporting of the weak, as well as to the warning of the unruly.
This parlor is the heart of a man that was never sanctified by the sweet grace of the Gospel. The dust is his original sin, and inward corruptions, that have defiled the whole man.
I am in the King’s highway, the way of holiness; therefore take heed to yourself.
In former times men have met with angels here, have found pearls here, and have in this place found the words of life.
His name has been to me as a civet-box; yea, sweeter than all perfumes.
My honored and well-beloved brother Faithful, I am glad that I have overtaken you, and that God has so tempered our spirits that we can walk as companions in this so pleasant a path.
There is a way to hell, even from the gate of heaven, as well as from the City of Destruction.
Whatever is thrust into the worship of God that is not agreeable to divine revelation, cannot be done but by a human faith.
I am a servant of the God of heaven; my business is to persuade sinners to repentance.
What shall I do to be saved?
Then did Christian draw, for he saw it was time to bestir him; and Apollyon as fast made at him, throwing darts as thick as hail; by the which, notwithstanding all that Christian could do to avoid it, Apollyon wounded him in his head, his hand, and foot.
This river has been a terror to many; yea, the thoughts of it also have often frightened me; but now methinks I stand easy.
Life! life! eternal life!
If I leave off, I die, and I can but die at the throne of grace.
There is in Jesus Christ more merit and righteousness than the whole world has need of.
The cause is sleep, or forgetfulness: some sleep when they should keep awake, and some forget when they should remember.
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