Prayer is the great engine to overthrow and rout my spiritual enemies the great means to procure the graces of which I stand in hourly need.

I am not what I ought to be, I am not what I want to be, I am not what I hope to be in another world; but still I am not what I once used to be, and by the grace of God I am what I am

Although my memory's fading, I remember two things very clearly: I am a great sinner and Christ is a great Savior.

When people are right with God, they are apt to be hard on themselves and easy on other people. But when they are not right with God, they are easy on themselves and hard on others.

Amazing grace! how sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me! I once was lost but now am found, Was blind but now i see.

Our work is great; our time is short; the consequences of our labors are infinite.

May we sit at the foot of the cross; and there learn what sin has done, what justice has done, what love has done.

Thou art coming to a King, large petitions with thee bring, for His grace and power are such none can ever ask too much.

If the Lord be with us, we have no cause of fear. His eye is upon us, His arm over us, His ear open to our prayer - His grace sufficient, His promise unchangeable.

Christ has taken our nature into Heaven to represent us; and has left us on earth, with His nature, to represent Him.

This is faith: a renouncing of everything we are apt to call our own and relying wholly upon the blood, righteousness and intercession of Jesus.

Knowledge is light.

People feeling the need to live inside of Faraday cages is a sad reflection on modern society that humans are devolving into living inside of safe spaces.

There was a silence. Elliot was surprised, because he would have thought the sound of every atom in his body exploding with indignation might make some noise.

I lost everything in the post-natal depression.

I'm blessed with very fast memorization skills, so I don't have to read it too far in advance.

I'm sorry; I ruin people's interviews because I just talk about rubbish.

Most people ended up, after only a couple of months, so far away from where they'd intended to go, stuck in some barbed underbrush of a quagmire when they'd meant to head straight to the ocean.

But the scars are always there, waiting for something to poke them.

There's a lot of gray area in the law. Who can say, without a doubt, that I was in the wrong?