In this light my spirit suddenly saw through all, and in and by all creatures, even in herbs and grass it knew God, who he is, and how he is, and what his will is: And suddenly in that light my will was set on by a mighty impulse, to describe the being of God.

You are at enmity with yourself.

What kind of spiritual triumph it was I can neither write nor speak; it can only be compared with that where life is born in the midst of death, and is like the resurrection of the dead.

I contemplated man's little spark, what it should be valued before God alongside of this great work of heaven and earth.

I did not climb up into the Godhead, neither can so mean a man as I am do it; but the Godhead climbed up in me, and revealed such to me out of his Love.

I therefore became very melancholy and highly troubled. No Scripture could comfort me, though I was quite well versed in it.