a stone in the hands of a carver

Sometimes I consider myself as a stone in the hands of a carver, whereof he wills to make a statue: presenting myself thus before GOD, I beseech Him to render me entirely like Himself, and to fashion in my soul His Perfect Image.

Be Not

Be not solicitous for the shadow of a great name, neither seek to be familiarly aquatinted with many, nor to be particularly loved by men. For these things beget distractions and great darkness in the heart.