It is no easy matter to bring a man from nature to grace, and from grace to glory, so unyielding and intractable are our hearts.
In pursuing his calling, Christ will not break the bruised reed, nor quench the smoking flax, in which more is meant than spoken, for he will not only not break nor quench, but he will cherish those with whom he so deals.
Shall we think there is more mercy in ourselves than in God, who plants the affection of mercy in us?
It is better to go bruised to heaven than sound to hell.
– Richard Sibbes, The Bruised Reed