A Christian is not his own master, since all his time belongs to God.

Do not have Jesus Christ on your lips, and the world in your heart.

My dear Jesus, my Savior, is so deeply written in my heart, that I feel confident, that if my heart were to be cut open and chopped to pieces, the name of Jesus would be found written on every piece.

It is better to be silent and be real than to talk and not be real.

Christianity is greatest when it is hated by the world.

Wherever the bishop shall appear, there let the multitude also be; even as, wherever Jesus Christ is, there is the Catholic Church.

I hunger for the bread of God, the flesh of Jesus Christ ...; I long to drink of his blood, the gift of unending love.

It is not that I want merely to be called a Christian, but actually to be one. Yes, if I prove to be one, then I can have the name.

It is impossible for a man to be freed from the habit of sin before he hates it, just as it is impossible to receive forgiveness before confessing his trespasses.

It is better for me to die in behalf of Jesus Christ, than to reign over all the ends of the earth.

It is right, therefore, that we not just be called Christians, but that we actually be Christians.

We are only writing the history of our time.

Just don’t promise her the moon. She simply isn’t the type that would buy such a story. She only cares about love and nothing else. Can you tell her you love her?

I learned more about history and literature in the used bookstores in DC than in college libraries.

The only thing one can give an artist is leisure in which to work. To give an artist leisure is actually to take part in his creation.

I have my team focused on the front end, working on the user experience, and making sure we have all the wiki-like tools people need to work on the site. We're just cranking away.

To measure a leader, put a tape around his heart, not his head.

Nobody in the world can guard me one-on-one.

No doubt one may quote history to support any cause, as the devil quotes scripture; but modern history is not a very satisfactory side-arm in political polemics; it grows less and less so.

I think happiness is overrated, but joy is the key to the thousands of possible moods we can feel. And when we can rest in that joy, then peace is the moment of openness that holds all feeling.

Many people are in a rut and a rut is nothing but a grave-with both ends kicked out.