[God] knows that an uncontrolled life is an unhappy life, so He puts reins on our wayward souls that they may be directed into the “paths of righteousness.

There are three of you. There is the person you think you are. There is the person others think you are. There is the person God knows you are and can be through Christ.

A prayerless Christian is a powerless Christian.

Be assured that there is no sin you have ever committed that the blood of Jesus Christ cannot cleanse.

The blood of the martyrs is the seed of the church.

The very practice of reading [the Bible] will have a purifying effect upon your mind and heart. Let nothing take the place of this daily exercise.

Confidentiality is the essence of being trusted.

In some ways, Christians are homeless. Our true home is waiting for us, prepared by the Lord Jesus Christ.

Someday your life will be over, no matter how much attention you give to your health. Will you look back with regret, because you nourished your body but starved your soul?

All around you are people whose lives are filled with trouble and sorrow, and they need your compassion and encouragement.

The way we live often speaks far louder than our words.

People believe unbelievable things because it's self-flattering to think that you are intellectually daring enough to accept what others find preposterous.

In our recovery package we put new standards of accountability and transparency, which we hope will now apply.

According to Goering and the Luftwaffe High Command, they were supposed to be the fighter elite.

I've always wanted to shave my head for a role because I've wanted to play a character who had a shaved head. I don't know what the fascination is.

As a writer, you want to go somewhere else sometimes. You want to vary the terrain that you're exploring.

I've cried over string arrangements.

The stripped and shapely Maple grieves The ghosts of her Departed leaves. The ground is hard, As hard as stone. The year is old, The birds are flown.

One is always enthralled, I think, when a young writer you're just beginning to read and comprehend dies.

It gets to the point where you're hot, you're hot, and when you're not, you're not. It's so true. I have to slow down soon.

On a cold winter morning a cigar fortifies the soul.