Unity without the gospel is a worthless unity; it is the very unity of hell.

Except a man be born again, he will wish one day he had never been born at all.

Never does a person see any beauty in Christ as a Savior, until they discover that they are a lost and ruined sinner.

True Christianity is not merely believing a certain set of dry abstract propositions: it is to live in daily personal communication with an actual living person - Jesus Christ.

No one ever said at the end of his days; 'I have read my bible too much, I have thought of God too much, I have prayed too much, I have been too careful with my soul'

If you love Christ, never be ashamed to let others see it and know it. Speak for Him. Witness for Him. Live for Him.

Our prayers may be weak, stammering, and poor in our eyes. But if they come from a right heart, God understands them. Such prayers are His delight.

Backsliding, generally first begins with neglect of private prayer.

A religion that costs nothing is worth nothing. A cheap Christianity, without a cross, will prove in the end a useless Christianity, without a crown.

There is only one door, one bridge, one ladder, between earth and heaven - the crucified Son of God.

According to the men of the world, few are going to hell; According to the Bible, few are going to heaven.

Just having children is a risk, Kate. We are gambling on the future, investing in the unknown with nothing but hope and blind faith. How can we keep our own safe when anyone else is in danger?

Jazz in itself is not struggling. That is, the music itself is not struggling... It's the attitude that's in trouble. My plays insist that we should not forget or toss away our history.

Nobody does good to men with impunity.

If people want me to be their role-model, it would be nice.

If I had a choice of having a woman in my arms or shooting a bad guy on a horse, I'd take the horse. It's a lot more fun

I got kind of burned out, so I moved to Florida. I was down there for 10 or 12 years, raising children.

What is the difference between God and Bono? God doesn't wander down Grafton Street thinking he's Bono.

Social order at the expense of liberty is hardly a bargain.

Sleep undisturbed within this peaceful shrine, Till angels wake thee with a note like thine.

The mad also laugh, or is that what Freud and the others discovered perhaps, that only the mad laugh?