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

There will be no universal peace until the Prince of Peace appears.

Let us never forget that our chief danger is from within. The world and the devil combined, cannot do us as much harm as our own hearts will, if we do not watch and pray.

Nothing is so offensive to Christ as lukewarmness in religion.

Your trials, crosses, and conflicts are all temporary.

Wealth is no mark of God’s favor. Poverty is no mark of God’s displeasure.

No one ever reached heaven without repentance toward God, and faith toward our Lord Jesus Christ.

Obedience is the only reality. It is faith visible, faith acting, and faith manifest. It is the test of real discipleship among the Lord’s people.

It is neglect of the Bible which makes so many a prey to the first false teacher whom they hear.

The blood of Christ can cleanse away all sin. But we must ‘plead guilty’ before God can declare us innocent.

The true Christian delights to read the Scriptures, because they tell him about his beloved Savior.

Look not to yourselves! You are by nature wretched, miserable, poor, blind and naked. Look simply unto Jesus.

It costs something to be a true Christian. It will cost us our sins, our self-righteousn ess, our ease and our worldliness.

Look to the cross, think of the cross, meditate on the cross, and then go and set your affections on the world if you can.

O Christian, look up and take comfort. Jesus has prepared a place for you, and those who follow Him shall never perish, neither shall anyone pluck them out of His hands.

Since Satan can’t destroy the gospel, he has too often neutralized its usefulness by addition, subtraction or substitution.

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

I have always liked the contrast between being blonde and having dark features.

To tell a woman who is forty, “You look like sixteen,” is boloney. The blarney way of saying it is “Tell me how old you are, I should like to know at what age women are the most beautiful.

So grand yet so small, so important yet so irrelevant, so beautiful yet so shallow, must thee live in illusion or does real life leave too much of a confusion?

My loneliness envies company. I searched for it for years, a specific kind of love. We all dream of something perfect though could find something so much more beautiful.

God made me in my beautiful form so I’m just trying to execute it.

Plain women know more about men than beautiful women do.

Messed up people even see the beauty in all the shitty places.

There is something poetic about the way she floats when she walks now.