“When a man is filled with the Word of God you cannot keep him still, If a man has got the Word, he must speak or die.”

I have never met a man who has given me as much trouble as myself.

Whatever you love more than God is your idol.

I’d rather be able to pray than to be a great preacher; Jesus Christ never taught his disciples how to preach, but only how to pray.

When a man is not deeply convicted of sin, it is a pretty sure sign that he has not truly repented. Experience has taught me that men who have very slight conviction of sin sooner or later lapse back into their old life.

It is not the man that can preach the best that is the most successful, but the man who knows how to get his people together to pray.

The measure of a man is not how many servants he has but how many men he serves .

A man ought to live so that everybody knows he is a Christian… and most of all, his family ought to know.

The object of the Bible is not to tell how good men are, but how bad men can become good.

Our Faith must be tested. God builds no ships but what He sends to sea.

The first thing a man must do if he desires to be used in the Lord’s work, is to make an unconditional surrender of himself to God.

There will be no peace in any soul until it is willing to obey the voice of God.

Prayer is a serious thing. We may be taken at our words.

A man can counterfeit love, he can counterfeit faith, he can counterfeit hope and all the other graces, but it is very difficult to counterfeit humility.

We ought to see the face of God every morning before we see the face of man.

The work of the Spirit is to impart life, to implant hope, to give liberty, to testify of Christ, to guide us into all truth, to teach us all things, to comfort the believer, and to convict the world of sin.

The preaching that this world needs most is the sermons in shoes that are walking with Jesus Christ.

If I die innocent the shame will fall on those who are the cause of my death, since all sort of iniquity is attended with shame.

I think of death only with tranquility, as an end. I refuse to let death hamper life. Death must enter life only to define it.

The way is shut. It was made by those who are Dead, and the Dead keep it, until the time comes. The way is shut.

Every existing thing is born without reason, prolongs itself out of weakness, and dies by chance.

Alas, it is when we are beginning to leave this mortal body that it most offends us!

Better a good journalist than a poor assassin.

When passion dies friendship hovers round our flesh like flies.

He is always becoming, and if it were not for the contingency of death, he would never end.