Those blessings are sweetest that are won with prayer and worn with thanks.

Judas heard all Christ's sermons.

Heaven would be hell to me without Christ.

If I were to go to heaven, and find that Christ was not there, I would leave immediately; for heaven without Christ would be hell to me.

Those blessings are sweetest that are won with prayers and won with thanks.

Oh despise not election! therein lies all your hope, that there is a remnant who shall infallibly be saved.

In Christ are treasures that will require digging to the end of the world.

What is the cause of all God's purposes towards us? Himself. There is no other cause.

Glory in nothing, but only in this, that you are in Christ. For God chose you in him; the being you had was in him before the world was.

The children of believing parents, at least their next and immediate seed, even of us Gentiles now under the gospel, are included by God within the covenant of grace.

Being in Christ, and united to Him, is the fundamental constitution of a Christian.

Always forgive, but never forget, else you will be a prisoner of your own hatred, and doomed to repeat your mistakes forever.

I haven't spoken to my wife in years-I didn't want to interrupt her.

CRATEL is a center with a two-fold mission - to explore technology as an expressive element and to use technology to bridge gaps between diverse groups of people.

I feel like I walk a very fine line between wanting someone to be open and vulnerable and honest with me and the listeners, but not wanting anyone to ever feel like I'm exploiting them.

I'm sick of giving creeps money off my soul.

I'm sure men have their own ways of trying to demean one another, but women can be very gossipy and judgmental, and that doesn't help.

I like to dance, but it's not my weekend activity. I'm not a clubber.

A man must have limits and cannot give in to the wild desires to be everything and everyone and everything to everyone.

I just like putting outfits together without much thought and seeing what the outcome is.

Those who speak ill of the spiritual life, although they come and go by day, are like the smith's bellows: they take breath but are not alive.