He hath never failed thee yet.Never will His love forget.O fret not thyself nor letThy heart be troubled, Neither let it be afraid.

Let nothing be said about anyone unless it passes through the three sieves: Is it true? Is it kind? Is it necessary?

When I consider the cross of Christ, how can anything that I do be called sacrifice?

We have all eternity to celebrate the victories but only a few hours before sunset to win them.

It is great to be faced with the impossible, for nothing is impossible if one is meant to do it. Wisdom will be given, and strength. When the Lord leads, He always strengthens.

If you would live in victory . . . you must refuse to be dominated by the seen and the felt.

He said "Love...as I have loved you." We cannot love too much.

If you have never been hurt by a word from God, it is probably that you have never heard God speak.

Faith does not eliminate questions. But faith knows where to take them.

All along, let us remember we are not asked to understand, but simply to obey.

It is a safe thing to trust Him to fulfill the desires which He creates

my sword reappeared in my pocket.yeah, great timing.now i could attack the walls all i wanted.my cell had no bar, no window, not even a door

What is peace? Is it war? No. Is it strife? No. Is it lovely, and gentle, and beautiful, and pleasant, and serene, and joyful? O yes!

If you want to get people to believe something really, really stupid, just stick a number on it.

The life of a good man is a continual prayer.

The residents had eliminated both past and future, and for all their activity, they existed in a civilized and eventless world.

I mean *sigh* Sickening eyes I can tell that you're in touch with your feminine side

I wrote Report from the Interior was that after I finished Winter Journal, I took a pause, and I realized there was more I wanted to say.

Sketching on a regular basis requires you to pay close attention to the visual world around you. With practice, you begin to see things you never noticed before.

There can be no society without poetry, but society can never be realized as poetry, it is never poetic. Sometimes the two terms seek to break apart. They cannot.

You need to have a life outside your career.