Why wilt thou be so sottish, such an enemy to thyself, as to prefer puddle-water, and that poisoned too and stolen, before pure living waters out of thy own well?

Hope for the best, get ready for the worst, and then take what God chooses to send.

Extraordinary afflictions are not always the punishment of extraordinary sins, but sometimes the trial of extraordinary graces.

Christ's followers cannot expect better treatment in the world than their Master had.

The Bible is a letter God has sent to us; prayer is a letter we send to him.

It was the greatest honor God did to man that he made man in the image of God; but it is the greatest dishonor man has done to God that he has made God in the image of man.

The more reverence we have for the Word of God, the more joy we shall find in it.

There is a burden of care in getting riches; fear in keeping them; temptation in using them; guilt in abusing them; sorrow in losing them; and a burden of account at last to be given concerning them.

No attribute of God is more dreadful to sinners than His holiness.

After a storm comes a calm.

Wherever the fear of God rules in the heart, it will appear both in works of charity and piety, and neither will excuse us from the other.

The object of Sufi preparatory study, however, being to illustrate, expose and out-manoeuvre superficial ambition.

...the care of the earth is our most ancient and most worthy and, after all, our most pleasing responsibility. To cherish what remains of it, and to foster its renewal, is our only legitimate hope.

writing is a labor of love and also an act of defiance, a way to light a candle in a gale wind.

I feel that I have to do everything better just to be judged as okay. It is something I wish I could let go of. It's something that I wish just wasn't there.

How valuable NBC Magazine was in my career is questionable.

Indeed, one modern President abjured God altogether, ending speeches with a chaste 'Thank you very much.' This was Jimmy Carter, the most genuinely devout President of the postwar period.

We can speak without voice to the trees and the clouds and the waves of the sea. Without words they respond through the rustling of leaves and the moving of clouds and the murmuring of the sea.

I'm never, like I say, I'm never happy, I'm never satisfied, it's never good enough.

The same stream of life that runs through the world runs through my veins night and day.