Our heart oft times wakes when we sleep, and God can speak to that, either by words, by proverbs, by signs and similitudes, as well as if one was awake.
There was a castle called Doubting Castle, the owner whereof was Giant Despair.
My sword I give to him that shall succeed me in my pilgrimage, and my courage and skill to him that can get it.
Words easy to be understood do often hit the mark; when high and learned ones do only pierce the air.
Now may this little Book a blessing be To those that love this little Book, and me: And may its Buyer have no cause to say, His money is but lost, or thrown away.
Whoso beset him round With dismal stories Do but themselves confound; His strength the more is.
