True repentance will entirely change you; the bias of your souls will be changed, then you will delight in God, in Christ, in His Law, and in His people.

Be humble, talk little, think and pray much.

Press forward. Do not stop, do not linger in your journey, but strive for the mark set before you.

What! Get to heaven on your own strength? Why, you might as well try to climb to the moon on a rope of sand!

If you are going to walk with Jesus Christ, you are going to be opposed ... In our days, to be a true Christian is really to become a scandal.

Study to know Him more and more, for the more you know, the more you will love Him.

I was honored today with having a few stones, dirt, rotten eggs, and pieces of dead cat thrown at me

It is a poor sermon that gives no offense; that neither makes the hearer displeased with himself nor with the preacher.

Congregations are lifeless because dead men preach to them.

God forbid that I should travel with anybody a quarter of an hour without speaking of Christ to them.

Christ is worth all, or he is worth nothing.

Seeing someone reading a book you love is seeing a book recommending a person.

Children accept many things adults will not accept, since the world of a child is a constant revelation without any need for knowledge of cause and effect. ("Miss Esperson")

The ending is nearer than you think, and it is already written. All that we have left to choose is the correct moment to begin.

The risk climate of modernity is thus unsettling for everyone: no one escapes.

One of the things that makes Wittgenstein a real artist to me is that he realized that no conclusion could be more horrible than solipsism.

Everything that you have done has led up to what you are now. Everything you do now will lead up to what you will be.

Dance is movement, is action, and like all action, it reveals us to ourselves in the doing.

You saw the president yesterday. I thought he was very forward-leaning, as they say in diplomatic nuanced circles.

I seen her with the milkman, riding down the street. When you're through with my baby, milkman, send her home to me.

The last time I saw Robert Kennedy was in an elevator by accident also, going up, one week before he was shot.