Charles Spurgeon Without Context

Innumerable minute fungi cause the mischief...

Now, I have no objection to your lending anything else you like, but I have a strong objection to you lending your ears. I shall be glad if you will keep them at home for a minute or two...

I call an old man, an old man and an old woman, an old woman, whether they think themselves old or not is nothing to me.

“Should all the forms that hell devise,  Assail my faith with treacherous art–”  [Spurgeon] I shall not be very polite to them– “I’ll call them vanity of lies  And bind the Gospel to my heart.”

I am sometimes told by my people that I attack certain parties very hard. Well, I cannot help it. If they are not right, it is not my fault—if they come in my way, that I am compelled to run over them.

You might sleep over the crater of a volcano, if you liked. You might sleep with your head before the cannon’s mouth. You might, if you pleased, sleep in the midst of an earthquake or in a pest-house.