At the end of 1795 and beginning of 1796, I was ordered to write to the Church ministers.

I shall omit former particulars, and begin with informing the Reader, that, in 1792, I was strangely visited, by day and night, concerning what was coming upon the whole earth.

I was now ordered to have my writings copied, and put into the printer's hand.

Another night, I dreamed I saw my father sweeping out the barn floor clean, and would not suffer the wheat to be brought in the barn. He appeared to me to be in anger.

In this manner, I continued with Satan for ten days. His answer and blasphemy were too shocking to pen; till I was worn out with rage and malice against him, I could not bear myself.

The end of all things is at hand; that Satan's kingdom will be destroyed, and Satan chained down for a thousand years, and Christ's kingdom established upon earth.

My faith grew strong, and I sent a letter (as I was ordered) to the Rev. Dignitary of the Cathedral of Exeter. I was assured, before I sent it, he would not answer it.

In 1795, I sent him another letter, telling him, that danger still stood before us, and that the truth of what I had written in 1792 was to be proved by 12 men.

The next summer, 1794, corn grew dear, and distress began in our land.

I shall now proceed to my own experience, which hath truly convinced me, the Lord is awakened as one out of sleep; and the voice of the Lord will shake terribly the earth.

The first is last, and the last is first.

Much wants more and loses all.

The people that tell you what you enjoy is wrong, or come in your life and tell you what you're wearing is wrong are miserable because they focus on the things that they don't like.

Mud-pies gratify one of our first and best instincts. So long as we are dirty, we are pure.

You will gain energy by meditating deeply, by speaking the truth, by learning to be still and by avoiding the crowd, most of the time, not all of the time.

No one is in your life by mistake.

There ain't nothin' in this world that's worth being a snot over.

It's not what you say, but how you say it!

I think it's important to stretch as you get older, but I try to do basically all the things I did when I played, except I can't do them as well and as much.

A hearty laugh gives one a dry cleaning, while a good cry is a wet wash.

If a man sits down to think, he is immediately asked if he has a headache.