There is a contest old as Eden, which still goes on - the conflict between right and wrong, between error and truth. In this conflict every human being has a part.

We shall see our friends again. We can lay them in the grave; we know they are safe with God.

If you live for your children, they may be smitten down and leave you desolate, or, what is far worse, they may desert you and leave you worse than childless in a cold and unfeeling world.

If, then, knowledge be power, how much more power to we gain through the agency of faith, and what elevation must it give to human character.

If you live for any joy on earth, you may be forsaken; but, oh, live for Jesus, and he will never forsake you!

Human nature is the same now as when Adam hid from the presence of God; the consciousness of wrong makes us unwilling to meet those whom we have offended.

Sanctification is not regeneration.

If, then, faith widens the connections, it elevates the man.

Angels are spirits, flames of fire; they are higher than man, they have wider connections.

We ourselves can die with comfort and even with joy if we know that death is but a passport to blessedness, that this intellect, freed from all material chains, shall rise and shine.

Not in purity or in holiness merely, for in Paradise man was holy, and he shall be holy when redeemed through the sacrifice of Christ and made an heir of heaven.

L'arbre de la liberté croît lorsqu'il est arrosé du sang de toute espèce de tyrans (The tree of liberty grows only when watered by the blood of tyrants).

The pest, in a sense, is a very superior being to us: he knows where to find us and how--usually in the bath or in sexual intercourse or asleep.

They had a... dog called Bluey. A know psychopath, Bluey would attack himself if nothing else was available.

It's better to be cautious and play it safe than regret pushing him too hard. We're supposed to get another read on it soon.

Find the goddess inside yourself instead of looking for the god in someone else.

Those who lack all idea that it is possible to be wrong can learn nothing except know-how.

It's just a whole different vibe with improv. As an actor I just kind of exercise within my environment and adjust depending on where I'm at.

World of words lost on the living / I take my place with the walking dead / Robbed of my voice I'm always giving / Thousands of words to this nameless dread.

When you know clearly what you want, you'll wake up every morning excited about life.

If you start with nothing and end up with nothing, there's nothing lost.