John Wesley’s own grave holds the bones of many other people, including at least five ministers. One can only imagine the bickering.

There is a season for everything under the sun—even when we can’t see the sun.

Inner stillness is the key to outer strength.

Strength is gathered on the journey, not granted at the outset.

What good is faith if it causes pain for another? What good is religion if it does no good? What good is any belief that leads to hate?

Prayer is meant to happen everywhere. After all, Daniel prayed in the lion’s den. Jonah prayed in a fish’s stomach. Elijah prayed in the desert. And Jesus prayed on the cross.

Somewhere, somehow, at some unknown intersection between prayer and work, God indwells our humble offering—God indwells us—and turns human actions into spiritual awakenings.

Prayer is the main dish. Everything else is gravy.

You have to be near Him to hear Him.

It’s easier to be close to God during prayer time when you’re close to God all the time.

There comes a point where you need to lose your religion in order to restore your relationship.

What she saw, she felt. Her eyes went straight to her heart.

Humans have a propensity to oppose things when it is not their idea and they had no input, or simply because it was initiated by those whom they dislike.

Nothing is going to remain the way it is. Let us, in the present, study the past, so as to invent the future.

Is this film more interesting than a documentary of the same actors having lunch?

Many girls have been romanced under the moon, and I don’t mean to say moonlight is overrated, but few I think have known the magic of a sunrise kiss.

He didn't like to see either of the women in his family disappointed; it ruined perfectly good meals.

This doesn't seem like one of those 'truth will set you free' situations.

And how shall I think of you?' He considered a moment and then laughed. 'Think of me with my nose in a book!

I want to feel deeply, and whenever I am brokenhearted I emerge more compassionate. I think I allow myself to be brokenhearted more easily, knowing I won't be irrevocably shattered [p. 59]

The true is the name of whatever proves itself to be good in the way of belief, and good, too, for definite, assignable reasons.