A.T. Robertson Quotes

Fred Astaire’s got nothing on me.

I don’t know any redneck that’s not into fun. That’s their middle name: Red-Fun-Neck.

People don't realize where unsweet tea came from. During the war they had to ration sugar, so then everybody just had to drink bitter tea, or unsweet.

I messed up on the Vietnam Special, because I gave it to civilians? Only military men can handle that.

I've worn it to church before. Camouflage and the other clothes.

We killed our own hogs, we killed our own beef, we raised our own vegetables, which Mama canned. We did live off the land.

They got some people that are saying, hey, elect me as president. Hey, Washington couldn't handle Si Robertson. Trust me.

Nap time would become a national pastime. A man needs his beauty rest!

In the winter, things are dead and dull, but then there is an explosion of life. That's what He promises people who believe in His Son. That's what all the Robertsons are banking on.

When I sign people's stuff I put down John 3:16 and 17.

Everything I say is 95% truthful.

If you kill it, you gotta grill it, so to speak.

I am inclined to put the zenith of success-the time of most consideration and public labor -as somewhere in the sixties, say from sixty-five to seventy.

The land of a god corresponds with the land of his worshipers.

The god, it would appear, was frequently thought of as the physical progenitor or first father of his people.

...so Leola thought that a modest romance with a hero in embryo could do no harm - might even be a patriotic duty.

for what is religion if not a kind of madness, and what is madness without a touch of religion?

Love affairs are for emotional sprinters the pleasures of love are for the emotional marathoners.

But what I knew then was that nobody-not even my mother-was to be trusted in a strange world that showed very little of itself in the surface.

Before she continued her search she sat in his revolving desk chair, and wept for the passing of time, and the necessary death of the well-loved, wise old man.

Words are just farts from a lot of fools who have swallowed too many books.

Traveling light gives me a way to set down what would otherwise be the baggage of someone else' decision to cling to a well-worn path.

All real fantasy is serious. Only faked fantasy is not serious. That is why it is so wrong to impose faked fantasy on children....

have a mind so quiet, that you can hear doves whispering as they rest their wings in the rafters your silent sanctuary

For parents, the days are long but the years are short.

Moments of prayer intruded on by sloth cannot be made up. We may get experience, but we cannot get back the rich freshness and strength which were wrapped up in those moments.

let your desires be His prayer in you. trust them. let them take you by the hand.let them walk you forward into the next moment, and the next, and the next, and the next...

But what I knew then was that nobody-- not even my mother-- was to be trusted in a strange world that showed very little of itself on the surface.

Anyone who can't forgive someone else for screwing up is deluding themselves. Because we've all made mistakes every bit as bad. And we're each praying we'll be forgiven, too.

She wept a river of tears holy water, sent to soften the sharp edges of sorrow a gentle hollowing out, carving new chambers in her hearta hallowed vessel for holding sacred, the tears of others...

He [Jesus] had a terrible temper, you know, undoubtedly inherited from His Father.

Everywhere my sons and I go, we're telling people the good news about Jesus, blowing duck calls, and making people, happy, happy– then down the road we go.

I will not hesitate.I will not hang back.I will go and offer my heart, for it is what I have to give...

a friend is someone who, when you make a mistake reminds you that you will, forever after, be a kinder person because of it...

I'll pretty much try any cheese, but I have found that I prefer young goats and old cows. I don't like gray areas.

I seemed to be the only person I knew without a plan that would put the world on its feet and wipe the tear from every eye. No wonder I felt like a stranger in my own land.

i have a body and I am grateful, as I find it to be a very useful instrument for expressing love, strength, flexibility, gracebut, I am not my body...

You are certainly unique. Everyone is unique. Nobody has ever suffered quite like you before because nobody has ever been you before.

Am I too blunt? If the truth is too hard to swallow, should I feed you soft lies?

One proof of the inspiration of the Bible is that it has withstood so much poor preaching.

The greatest proof that the Bible is inspired is that it has withstood so much bad preaching!

Wake up! Be yourself, not a bad copy of something else!

Never neglect the charms of narrative for the human heart.

There is no ‘what if’. Only in stories.

Ours was the age of enlightenment, he said, when the battle cry was, ‘We must know, we shall know!’, and reason would depose superstition and we be liberated by it.

The mind is a vast place and its hungers far sharper than the body's

You'll go far. How do I know? Because life is goosing you so hard you'll never stop climbing.

I wish I could read a couple of thousand words a day. Words written by someone else for a change!

I shall be as brief as I can, for it is not by piling up detail that I hope to achieve my picture, but by putting the emphasis where I think it belongs.

There's only three things you need to do when you are finished editing your book - Sleep! Sleep! and Sleep!