From Spurgeon’s Lectures To My Students:
Martin Luther was wont to smite with his fist at such a rate that they show, at Eisenbach, a board - I think a three-inch board - which he broke while hammering at a text. The truth of the legend has been doubted, for it has been asserted that those delicate hands, which could play so charmingly upon the guitar, could hardly have been treated so roughly; but if the hand be an index of its owner’s character, we can well believe it, for strength and tenderness were marvelously combined in Luther. There was much delicacy and sensitiveness about Luther’s mind, yet these never diminished but rather increased, its tremendous energy. It is by no means difficult to believe that he could smash up a plank, from the style in which he struck out at the Pope; and yet we can well imagine that he would touch the strings of his guitar with a maiden’s hand; even as David could play skillfully upon the harp, and yet a bow of steel was broken by his arms.
Remarkable are the forms which pulpits have assumed according to the freaks of human fancy and folly. Twenty years ago they had probably reached their very worst. What could have been their design and intent it would be hard to conjecture. A deep wooden pulpit of the old sort might well remind a minister of his mortality, for it is nothing but a coffin set on end: but on what rational ground do we bury our pastors alive?