Whatever... you pretend... if any of you be a prayerless person, or a scoffer, or a lover of evil company, in a word, if you are not a holy, strict, and self-denying Christian, you cannot be saved.

For a soul to come to Jesus, is the grandest event in its history.

Two sorts of peace are more to be dreaded than all the troubles in the world — peace with sin, and peace in sin.

Converting grace puts God on the throne, and the world at His footstool; Christ in the heart, and the world under Hisfeet.

O miserable man, what a deformed monster has sin made you! God made you "little lower than the angels"; sin has made you little better than the devils

The unsound convert takes Christ by halves. He is all for the salvation of Christ, but is not for sanctification. He is for the privileges, but does not appropriate the person of Christ.

The Lord Jesus Christ would have the whole world to know, that though He pardons sin, He will not protect it.

There is no remedy, but you must either turn or burn.

Christ does not control his subjects by force, but is King of a willing people. They are, through His grace, freely devoted to His service.

Come from your knees to the sermon, and come from the sermon to your knees

There is no surer evidence of an unconverted state than to have the things of the world uppermost in our aim, love, and estimation.

Being a blesséd writer is a cursed attribute, when you wish to no longer be encompassed by someone and yet you are surrounded by loose leaf papers filled with the sound of his voice.

Jello's Biafra kind of like my weird, retarded uncle. He's part of the family.

Oh, what a void there is in things.

Doing away with separate black colleges meets resistance from alumni and other blacks.

Love is a grin, a look in the eye whispering what are we doing, appearing in silly arguments had for the sake of them.

Make me, dear Lord, polite and kind, To everyone, I pray. And may I ask you how you find Yourself, dear Lord, today?

No matter how much light I carry within me, there will always be times of feeling lost, being confused, seeking direction. It is the way of the human heart.

Jesus, in His earth walk, was the will of God in action. If you want to know what God thinks about sickness - look at Jesus! He went about healing the sick!

Few children learn to read books by themselves. Someone has to lure them into the wonderful world of the written word; Someone has to show them the way.

Men saw the stars at the edge of the sea They thought great thoughts about liberty Poets wrote down words that did fit Writers wrote books Thinkers thought about it.