I am He who lives, and was dead, and behold, I am alive forevermore. Amen. And I have the keys of Hades and of Death.

For what shall it profit a man, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul?

Don't follow a defeated foe. Follow Christ. It is costly. You will be an exile in this age. But you will be free.

A saving, though an immethodical knowledge of Christ, will bring us to heaven, John 17: 2, but a regular and methodical, as well as a saving knowledge of him, will bring heaven into us, Col. 2: 2, 3.

Man is, that he may have Joy.

A cannonball travels only two thousand miles an hour

Our joy is not strapped by the confines of our present situation

There’s a way to live like a god.

It is finished.

One thing is needful

You’re an immortal, divine being. A little god, and yet, you toil like a slave. Isn’t that hilarious?

Don't force it, if there isn't flow let it go.

It's absurd how crazy love can make you......but even more absurd how stupid jealousy can make you!

Stretch out your tongue and let the words drip on the world like savage shooting muses, never, never to be forgotten, if once fallen on earth, they stand in glittery defloration.

How pointless life could be, what a foolish business of inventing things to love, just so you could dread losing them.

Emulation is a noble and just passion full of appreciation.

What I do isn't radical. It's just distinct in small ways.

We must not love the world, nor the things of the world, until the world is sanctified and prepared to be presented to the Father with the Saints upon it; then they will inhabit it for ever and ever.

He strained to say something else. I leaned toward him. He focused on me. “Rape,” he promised. “Many, many times. Until you bleed . . .” “I’m so flattered.

I just want to tell stories that have an impact on people. Somebody needs to have an impact because people are lost. People are really lost.

I trained myself to be organized.