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“but yet I know him to be so puffed up with spiritual pride, that I believe he weens every one of his actions justified before God, and instead of having stings of conscience for these, he takes great merit to himself in having effected them.”

“If a demon could inherit flesh and blood, that youth is precisely such a being as I could conceive that demon to be. The depth and the malignity of his eye is hideous. His breath is like the airs from a charnel house, and his flesh seems fading from his bones, as if the worm that never dies were gnawing it away already?”

"We could easily put an end to thy sinful life, but our hands shall be free of thy blood.”

“We have nothing on earth but our senses to depend upon: if these deceive us, what are we to do.”

“My crimes have been great, but my sufferings have been greater.”

“the guilty must not always be suffered to escape, or what a world must we be doomed to live in!”

“It is the controller of Nature alone, that can bring light out of darkness, and order out of confusion.”

'some would despise, but I pity thee. If thou art not a limb of Satan, I never saw one.'

“— Then, wretch, confess that the devil was that friend who told you I was here, and who came here with you? None else could possibly know of my being here.
— Ah! how little you know of him! Would you argue that there is neither man nor spirit endowed with so much foresight as to deduce natural conclusions from previous actions and incidents but the devil?”

“But the better all the works of nature are understood, the more they will be ever admired.”

“The hope was a relief that could not be calculated”

“As cursing he like clothes put on,
Into his bowels so,
Like water, and into his bones
Like oil, down let it go.”

Set thou the wicked over him,
And upon his right hand
Give thou his greatest enemy,
Even Satan, leave to stand.

And, when by thee he shall be judged,
Let him remembered be;
And let his prayer be turned to sin
When he shall call on thee.

Few be his days; and in his room
His charge another take;
His children let be fatherless;
His wife a widow make
(…)

“In short, Sir, you are a mildew,—a canker-worm in the bosom of the Reformed Church, generating a disease of which she will never be purged, but by the shedding of blood.”

“If I do evil to any one on such occasions, it is because he will have it so; therefore, the evil is not of my doing.”

“— Evil, madam, may be either operative, or passive. To them it is an evil, but to us none.(…) To the wicked, all things are wicked; but to the just, all things are just and right.
— Ah, that is a sweet and comfortable saying, Mr. Wringhim! How delightful to think that a justified person can do no wrong! Who would not envy the liberty wherewith we are made free?*”

“But against the cant of the bigot or the hypocrite, no reasoning can aught avail.”