Make not Christ a liar in distrusting His promise.

Believe God's love and power more than you believe your own feelings and experiences. Your rock is Christ, and it is not the rock that ebbs and flows but the sea.

They lose nothing who gain Christ.

Jesus Christ came into my prison cell last night, and every stone flashed like a ruby.

O my Lord Jesus Christ, if I could be in heaven without Thee, it would be hell; and if I could be in hell, and have Thee still, it would be heaven to me, for Thou are all the heaven I want.

Let your children be as so many flowers, borrowed from God. If the flowers die or wither, thank God for a summer loan of them.

In our fluctuations of feelings, it is well to remember that Jesus admits no change in His affections; your heart is not the compass Jesus saileth by.

I have been benefited by praying for others; for by making an errand to God for them I have gotten something for myself.

I pray God that I may never find my will again. Oh, that Christ would subject my will to His, and trample it under His feet.

Humility is a strange flower; it grows best in winter weather, and under storms of affliction.

No pen, no words, no image can express to you the loveliness of my only, only Lord Jesus.

A lot of people travel because they are unhappy, but travelling does not necessary makes one happier. Sometimes it exacerbates the unhappiness, the loneliness.

Nature and books belong to the eyes that see them.

Sometimes people just like being around each other, and good things come out of that.

Those who need a champion cannot afford compromise, in the face of forces that are powerful, persistent and pernicious and greedy.

Pearls are always appropriate.

You won't be caught off guard and you won't feel guilty, because you'll be spending money that you've allocated for the occasion.

So far, I should be calm and more specifically not like that...Anything else? Would you like to do surgery on my personality? How about open-heart surgery? I´ve got some tools

He's so ugly. When you walked by him, your pants wrinkle. He made fly balls curve foul.

Philosophy is a bad master for poetry; religion worse; and politics self-serving will never serve the Muse.

I used a lot of pancake makeup and a prayer, and a Buddhist chant.