A true preacher is best measured not by how many bouquets have been pinned on him but by how many brickbats have been pitched at him. Prophets have been on the receiving end of mud more than medals.

Christians, like snowflakes, are frail, but when they stick together they can stop traffic.

At the rate America is decaying morally, we shall have to change our national symbol from an eagle to a vulture.

The devil is not fighting religion. He´s too smart for that. He is producing a counterfeit Christianity, so much like the real one that good Christians are afraid to speak out against it.

Satan is not fighting churches; he is joining them. He does more harm by sowing tares than by pulling up wheat. He accomplishes more by imitation than by outright opposition.

It is not our business to make the message acceptable, but to make it available. We are not to see that they like it, but that they get it.

A preacher should have the mind of a scholar, the heart of a child, and the hide of a rhinoceros. His problem is how to toughen his hide without hardening his heart.

If you are a Christian, you are not a citizen of this world trying to get to heaven; you are a citizen of heaven making your way through this world.

Salt seasons, purifies, preserves. But somebody ought to remind us that salt also irritates. Real living Christianity rubs this world the wrong way.

The primary qualification for a missionary is not love for souls, as we so often hear, but love for Christ.

Salvation is a helmet, not a nightcap.

Freedom is that instant between when someone tells you to do something and when you decide how to respond.

You can’t be “it” for everyone. In fact, if you try to please everyone, you will please no one, especially yourself.

Despite the violence and war, this world is the most peaceful place with the most beautiful nature in the universe.

I never saw myself as an individual who had any particular leadership powers.

- Be thou not technical with me,/Or else thine input valve may swift receive/a hearty helping of my golden foot.

So few grown women like their lives.

Let there be nothing harmonious about our children's playthings, lest they grow up expecting peace and order, and be eaten alive.

There is nothing miraculous about puzzles. Competent mentalism is miraculous.

My sister started acting professionally when she was twelve, but I wanted to go to college first

Between two throw-ins in a soccer game, right behind my back, three thousand people had been put to death.