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

A Christian is a walking sermon. They preach far more than a minister does, for they preach all week long.

The fear of punishment, the desire of reward, the sense of duty, are all useful arguments, in their way, to persuade people to holiness. But they are all weak and powerless, until a person loves Christ.

God does not look at riches, titles, education, or beauty. There is only one thing that God does look at, and that is the soul.

Our prayers may be weak, stammering, and poor in our eyes. But if they come from a right heart, God understands them. Such prayers are His delight.

Unity without the gospel is a worthless unity; it is the very unity of hell.

Love should be the silver thread that runs through all your conduct.

There is only one door, one bridge, one ladder, between earth and heaven – the crucified Son of God.

We can never make too much of Christ. He is worthy of all the honor that we can give Him.

The Word of God is ROCK. All else is sand.

The world’s idea of greatness is to rule, but Christian greatness consists in serving.

Take away the cross of Christ, and the Bible is a dark book.

Let us beware of repentance without evidence.

Better to confess Christ 1000 times now and be despised by men, than be disowned by Christ before God on the day of Judgment.

No time is so well spent in every day as that which we spend upon our knees.

Laughter, ridicule, opposition, persecution, are often the only reward which Christ’s followers get from the world.

Beware of letting small faults pass unnoticed under the idea it is a little one. There are no little things in training children; all are important. Little weeds need plucking up as much as any. Leave them alone and they will soon be great.

Blind belief in authority is the greatest enemy of truth.

I call myself a blind man riding on a blind tiger.

Love is not blind. It simply enables one to see things others fail to see.

Writing is the greatest of human inventions, binding together people, citizens of distant epochs, who never knew one another.

Writing is the greatest of human inventions, binding together people, citizens of distant epochs, who never knew one another.

As a blind man has no idea of colors, so we have no idea of the manner by which the all-wise God perceives and understands all things.

When we blindly adopt a religion, a political system, a literary dogma, we become automatons. We cease to grow.

An eye for an eye. We are all blind.