The usual tenor of a man's life, the dwelling of his soul, is the true test of his state.

Nothing teaches us about the preciousness of the Creator as much as when we learn the emptiness of everything else.

Jesus does not suffer so as to exclude your suffering. He bears a cross, not that you may escape it, but that you may endure it.

Even your little sorrows you may roll upon God, for He counteth the hairs of your head.

Jesus is in the tempest. His love wraps the night about itself as a mantle, but to the eye of faith the sable robe is scarce a disguise.

Winter in the soul is by no means a comfortable season: but there is this comfort, namely, that the Lord makes it.

Faith is the angelic messenger between the soul and the Lord Jesus in glory.

If it pleases Him to bid our patience exercise itself, shall He not do as He wills with His own!

Worldlings pray to the Lord in times of need, when it serves their turn. They cry to Him in trouble, but forsake Him in prosperity.

Meditation puts the telescope to the eye, and enables us to see Jesus after a better sort than we could have seen Him if we had lived in the days of His flesh.

The suppliant, whose fears prevent his words, will be well understood by the Most High.

I think it must be one of those things where no one’s wrong and everybody loses.

A god who becomes a man shows mercy.A man who becomes a god does not.

When I told her we were going to roast her she said "Of course . . . they only crucify the innocent."

We cannot sit around and talk about the beloved community.

So when you ask me how string theory might be tested, I can tell you what's likely to happen at accelerators or some parts of the theory that are likely to be tested.

We can build upon foundations anywhere if they are well and firmly laid.

I love the competitive part of stocks. A lot of fear and greed, that's all it is. All I see is green and red.

Tomorrow's sun is on it's way - a relentless sun, inscrutable like life.

The NYPD was ubiquitous. They were always around Malcolm X. Whenever Malcolm spoke, there would be one or two dozen cops all over the place.

Bourbon does for me what the piece of cake did for Proust.