What each man honours before all else, what before all things he admires and loves, this for him is God.

Although Christ was God, he took flesh; and having been made man, he remained what he was, God.

You yourself are even another little world and have within you the sun and the moon and also the stars.

What good does it do me if Christ was born in Bethlehem once if he is not born again in my heart through faith?

The physical voice we use in prayer need not be great nor startling; even should we not lift up any great cry or shout, God will yet hear us.

Now the true soldiers of Christ must always be prepared to do battle for the truth, and must never, so far as lies with them, allow false convictions to creep in.

The human heart is no small thing, for it can embrace so much.

Those who believe the Author of Nature to be also the Author of Scripture must expect to find in Scripture the same sorts of difficulties that they find in Nature.

Where there is division, there is sin.

Conscience is the chamber of justice.

It is in our power to stretch out our arms and, by doing good in our actions, to seize life and set it in our soul.

I'm really close to my family, and I really want one of my own. But the wedding, it's not necessary for me.

Sometimes people do you a favour when they drop out of your life.

In academic circles, especially, I was criticized for lacking morals, values, and ethics. I'm feeding that angry feminist reading of my work.

I want to know if you are prepared to live in the world with its harsh need to change you. If you can look back with firm eyes saying this is where I stand.

Since the Earth is finite, and we will have to stop expanding sometime, should we do it before or after nature's diversity is gone?

Looking about I see no cherry blossoms And no crimson leaves A straw-thatched hut by a bay In the autumn dusk.

A specter is haunting Europe - the specter of communism.

Let's not pretend that all of a sudden, this is some new system.

If you like cats and have some, you get kittens; and if you like kittens and enjoy having them about, they grow up and you get more cats.

If social protest is antithetical to art, what then shall we make of Goya, Dickens, and Twain?