John Bunyan

So he passed over, and all the trumpets sounded for him on the other side.

Grave, where is thy victory?

Death, where is thy sting?

My sword I give to him that shall succeed me in my pilgrimage, and my courage and skill to him that can get it. My marks and scars I carry with me, to be a witness for me that I have fought His battles who will now be my rewarder.

When he understood it, he called for his friends, and told them of it.

The last words of Mr. Honest were, Grace reigns! So he left the world.

Then Mr. Honest called for his friends, and said unto them, I die, but shall make no will. As for my honesty, it shall go with me; let him that comes after be told of this.

'Whoso beset him round With dismal stories, Do but themselves confound; His strength the more is. No lion can him fright, He’ll with a giant fight,

I fought till my sword did cleave to my hand; and then they were joined together as if a sword grew out of my arm; and when the blood ran through my fingers, then I fought with most courage.

There stood a man with his sword drawn, and his face all over with blood. Then said Mr. Great-Heart, Who art thou? The man made answer, saying, I am one whose name is Valiant-for-truth. I am a pilgrim, and am going to the Celestial City.

He that is down needs fear no fall; He that is low, no pride; He that is humble, ever shall Have God to be his guide.

Some things are of that nature as to make One's fancy chuckle, while his heart doth ache.

They came to the Delectable Mountains.

It beareth the name of Vanity Fair, because the town where 't is kept is lighter than vanity.

The palace Beautiful.

Now I saw in my dream, that the highway, up which Christian was to go, was fenced on either side with a wall, and that wall was called salvation.

Then it came burning hot into my mind, whatever he said, and however he flattered, when he got me home to his House, he would sell me for a slave. So I bid him forbear to talk, for I would not come near the door of his House. Then he …

The name of the slough was Despond.

Some said, "John, print it;" others said, "Not so." Some said, "It might do good;" others said, "No."

And so I penned It down, until at last it came to be, For length and breadth, the bigness which you see.

here was only room for Body and Soul, but not for Body and Soul, and Sin

none could enter into Life, but those that were in downright earnest

forasmuch as the Passage was wonderful narrow

and the Gap which was in this Wall, I thought was Jesus Christ