God didn’t just give a little for us; He gave His best. He gave Himself.

Our greatest fear should not be of failure but of succeeding at things in life that don't really matter.

The world says love yourself, grab all you can, follow your heart. Jesus says deny yourself, grab your cross and follow me.

But God doesn't call us to be comfortable. He calls us to trust Him so completely that we are unafraid to put ourselves in situations where we will be in trouble if He doesn't come through.

God has allowed hard things in your life so you can show the world that your God is great and that knowing Him brings peace and joy, even when life is hard.

God's definition of what matters is pretty straightforward. He measures our lives by how we love.

We never grow closer to God when we just live life. It takes deliberate pursuit and attentiveness.

Life is about Jesus. We are not here to tell our story, but His.

Don't fall into the trap of studying the Bible without doing what it says.

The irony is that while God doesn’t need us but still wants us, we desperately need God but don’t really want Him most of the time.

He wants all or nothing. The thought of a person calling himself a 'Christian' without being a devoted follower of Christ is absurd.

Blame is a human concept, one of its blackest and most selfish and self-binding.

The gain isn't counted to the recluse and inactive that, having nothing to measure themselves by and never being tested by failure, they simmer and soak perpetually in conscious complacency.

The draft is a crapshoot, so I've been very fortunate to be drafted by the Yankees, and to have spent my whole career here.

The achievement of high universal literacy is the key to all other fundamental improvements in American education.

Winners are not those who never fail, but those who never quit.

Good is often the enemy of best.

All that I have accomplished ... has been by that plodding, patient, persevering process of accretion which builds the ant heap particle by particle, thought by thought, fact by fact.

No more words. Hear only the voice within.

All you've got to do is decide to go and the hardest part is over.

Ten thousand casks, Forever dribbling out their base contents, Touch'd by the Midas finger of the state, Bleed gold for ministers to sport away. Drink, and be mad then; 'tis your country bids!