“I do not appeal to you to screw up your courage and sacrifice for Christ. I appeal to you to renounce all you have to obtain life that satisfies your deepest longings.”
Source: Desiring God, Revised Edition: Meditations of a Christian Hedonist
“All the different ways God has chosen to display his glory in creation and redemption seem to reach their culmination in the praises of his redeemed people. God governs the world with glory precisely that he might be admired, marvelled at, exalted and praised. The climax of his happiness is the delight he takes in the echoes of his excellence in the praises of the saints.”
“Born originals, how comes it to pass that we die copies? That meddling ape imitation, as soon as we come to years of indiscretion, (so let me speak,) snatches the pen, and blots out nature's mark of separation, cancels her kind intention, destroys all mental individuality. The lettered world no longer consists of singulars: it is a medley, a mass; and a hundred books, at bottom, are but one.”
Source: The complete works, poetry and prose, of ... Edward Young. Revised [by J. Nichols]. To which is prefixed, a life of the author, by J. Doran
“Death! great proprietor of all! 'tis thine To tread out empire, and to quench the stars.”
Source: Night Thoughts on Life, Death, and Immortality
“The spider's most attenuated thread Is cord, is cable, to man's tender tie On earthly bliss; it breaks at every breeze.”
Source: Night thoughts on life death and immortality ... to which are added the life of the author and a paraphrase on part of the Book of Job
“Blest leisure is our curse; like that of Cain, It, makes us wander, wander earth around, To fly that tyrant Thought. As Atlas groan'd The world beneath, we groan beneath an hour.”
Source: Night Thoughts on Life, Death, and Immortality
“Ah! what is human life? How, like the dial's tardy-moving shade, Day after day slides from us unperceiv'd! The cunning fugitive is swift by stealth; Too subtle is the movement to be seen; Yet soon the hour is up--and we are gone.”
Source: The dramatic works of Edward Young
“But love, like wine, gives a tumultuous bliss, Heighten'd indeed beyond all mortal pleasures; But mingles pangs and madness in the bowl.”
Source: The Works of Edward Young ...: In Three Volumes. To which is Prefixed the Life of the Author
“Germany's amongst my top three places in the world I'd like to live.”
“How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful, is man!... Midway from nothing to the Deity!”
Source: Night Thoughts on Life, Death, and Immortality