Love is counting someone else’s needs and interests as more important than your own needs or interests or comfort.

Legalistic remorse says, "I broke God's rules," while real repentance says, "I broke God's heart."

God sees us as we are, loves us as we are, and accepts us as we are. But by His grace, He does not leave us as we are.

The basic purpose of prayer is not to bend God's will to mine, but to mold my will into His.

Jesus didn't come to tell us the answers to the questions of life, he came to be the answer.

The only person who dares wake up a king at 3:00 AM for a glass of water is a child. We have that kind of access

Everyone says they want community and friendship. But mention accountability or commitment to people, and they run the other way.

God looks at the anxious and says, I tore my Son to shreds for you, and you're afraid I will not give you what you need?

There are some needs only you can see. There are some hands only you can hold. There are some people only you can reach.

If our identity is in our work, rather than Christ, success will go to our heads, and failure will go to our hearts.

In religion, you obey because God is useful. In Christianity, you obey because God is beautiful.

Some time it's hardst things to keep yourself alone.

You do need these people to go out on a limb for you, thinking you're right for a role rather than having box office numbers.

The secession of the Southern States, individually or in the aggregate, was the certain consequence of Mr. Lincoln's election.

Procrastination is the longest word in the language, but there's only one letter between its ends when they occupy their proper places in the alphabet.

A few well-designed movements, properly performed in a balanced sequence, are worth hours of doing sloppy calisthenics or forced contortion.

And what if I fail?" "Ah! Then you'll have a story to tell.

In a country like France, so ancient, their history is full of outstanding people, so they carry a heavy weight on their back. Who could write in French after Proust or Flaubert?

Frankly, I don’t care what others say.

From the time I was three and a half... as soon as I could stand on my own feet, I was given dance lessons.

And I started to cry again, realizing that it must be changing him, too, this man who was kind enough to be a soul but strong as only a human could be.