Too often we just do what makes sense to us and ask God to bless it.

Perhaps there is no more dangerous place for a Christian to be than in safety and comfort, detached from the suffering of others.

The Christian icon is not the Stars and Stripes but a cross-flag, and its emblem is not a donkey, an elephant, or an eagle, but a slaughtered lamb.

Most good things have been said far too many times and just need to be lived.

All around you, people will be tiptoeing through life, just to arrive at death safely. But dear children, do not tiptoe. Run, hop, skip, or dance, just don't tiptoe.

How can we worship a homeless man on Sunday and ignore one on Monday?

God comforts the disturbed and disturbs the comfortable.

When we ask God to move a mountain, God may give us a shovel.

There are some things to die for but none to kill for.

It is a beautiful thing when folks in poverty are no longer just a missions project but become genuine friends and family with whom we laugh, cry, dream and struggle.

I learned more about God from the tears of homeless mothers than any systematic theology ever taught me.

You and I cannot afford to wait on the validation of others to get moving.

You have been the great green adventure of my life. Without you my days would be unlit.

Having their feelings make sense is how people get their kicks.

The day when two army corps can annihilate each other in one second, all civilized nations, it is to be hoped, will recoil from war and discharge their troops.

My life is not my own business.

Once again, Jesus calls those who follow him to share his passion.

The powers not delegated to the United States by the Constitution, nor prohibited by it to the States, are reserved to the States respectively, or to the people.

Sometimes I look at it [Valley of Violence] and go, "How did we do that?" But it's a credit to Ethan [Hawke], he had done White Fang, so Ethan is like, "Oh God, that's right."

If you see a whole thing - it seems that it's always beautiful. Planets, lives... But up close a world's all dirt and rocks. And day to day, life's a hard job, you get tired, you lose the pattern.

In everything that moves through the universe, I see my own body, and in everything that governs the universe, my own soul. All men are my brethren, and all things my companions.