Christ sent me to preach the gospel and he will look after the results.

Why should I fear? I am on a Royal Mission. I am in the service of the King of kings.

Lord, the task is impossible for me but not for Thee. Lead the way and I will follow.

Christ never was in a hurry. There was no rushing forward, no anticipating, no fretting over what might be. Each day's duties were done as each day brought them, and the rest was left with God.

Prayer is the greatest power God has put into our hands for service - praying is harder than doing, at least I find it so, but the dynamic lies that way to advance the Kingdom.

When you think of the woman's power, you forget the power of the woman's God. I shall go on.

Blessed the man and woman who is able to serve cheerfully in the second rank - a big test.

If you are ever inclined to pray for a missionary, do it at once, wherever you are.

The secret of all failure is disobedience.

Oh Lord, I thank Thee that I can bring these people Thy Word. But Lord, there are other villages back in the jungle where no white man has gone. They need Jesus, too. Help me reach them!

If you play with temptation do not expect God will deliver you

Faith is about what we know, not what we feel. Yet, what we know will influence and direct what we feel. A strong knowledge of God will yield feelings of confidence in Him.

Ifemelu thought about the expression "sweet girl." Sweet girl meant that, for a long time, Don had molded Ranyinudo into a malleable shape, or that she had allowed him to think he had.

Beware of using up your last forty years in being the curator of your first fifty.

What frightens me is that men are content with what is not life at all.

Outperforming the majority of investors requires doing what they are not doing. Buying when others have despaired, and selling when they are full of hope, takes fortitude.

He's (Rafael Palmeiro) always the left-handed swing you want to copy. He's got a real smooth swing and he's never off balance. He's always on top of the ball. I just like watching him hit.

At the end of the day, that's our sole purpose and our sole reason for existing, is to love somebody else.

Self abuse is anti-social, aggression still natural.

In the waking dreams our societies permit, in our myths, our arts, our songs, we celebrate the nonbelongers, the different ones, the outlaws, the freaks.

Why, what's the matter, That you have such a February face, So full of frost, of storm and cloudiness?