Most people yearn for one thing more than anything else: inner peace. Without it they have no lasting happiness or security.

There are three of you. There is the person you think you are. There is the person others think you are. There is the person God knows you are and can be through Christ.

A prayerless Christian is a powerless Christian.

Be assured that there is no sin you have ever committed that the blood of Jesus Christ cannot cleanse.

The blood of the martyrs is the seed of the church.

The very practice of reading [the Bible] will have a purifying effect upon your mind and heart. Let nothing take the place of this daily exercise.

Confidentiality is the essence of being trusted.

In some ways, Christians are homeless. Our true home is waiting for us, prepared by the Lord Jesus Christ.

Someday your life will be over, no matter how much attention you give to your health. Will you look back with regret, because you nourished your body but starved your soul?

All around you are people whose lives are filled with trouble and sorrow, and they need your compassion and encouragement.

The way we live often speaks far louder than our words.

I feel love is like a cigarette –you know it is not good for you but by the time you realize, you are so addicted to it that you can't leave it.

All I can think is that when you torment a person...the soul dies. When the soul dies, I suppose mercy dies, too.

People will listen to you only when they know you're dying, otherwise they're just waiting for their turn to talk.

You have no idea how fragile an actor's self-worth is.

The scars left from the child's defeat in the fight against irrational authority are to be found at the bottom of every neurosis.

I'll take the cemetery," Kane said. He didn't sound excited. Rather, he sounded resigned. "The club might collapse if I go.

I think it's always nice to have a film where the underdog comes out on top, doing their best, and surpasses everybody's expectations.

It's my own personal unconscious that ultimately creates the novel's aesthetic facade.

There is nobody as enslaved as the fanatic, the person in whom one impulse, one value, has assumed ascendancy over all others.

Friends, you are lucky you can talk about what you did as lovers; the tricks, laughter, the words, the ecstasy. After my darling put his hand on the knot of my dress, I swear I remember nothing.