"Dry wells send us to the fountain. This soul of ours has to love, and cannot but love some fair one; and O, what a fair One, what an only One, what an excellent, lovely, ravishing One is Jesus.
"Christ all the seasons of the year, is dropping sweetness; if I had vessels I might fill them. How little of the sea can a child carry in his hand; as little do I take away of my great sea, my boundless and running over Christ Jesus."
Adapted from Samuel Rutherford's The Loveliness of Christ