“Obedience to the call of Christ nearly always costs everything to two people- the one who is called, and the one who loves that one.”

Faith is deliberate confidence in the character of God whose ways you cannot understand at the time.

I have chosen you!’ Keep that note of greatness in your creed. It is not that you have got God but that He has got you.

The greatest test of Christianity is the wear and tear of daily life; it is like the shining of silver: the more it is rubbed the brighter it grows.

Fretting springs from a determination to get our own way.

Get into the habit of saying, ”Speak, Lord,” and life will become a romance.

Trust God, and do the next thing.

The best measure of a spiritual life is not its ecstasies but its obedience.

The strain of life is what builds our strength. If there is no strain, there will be no strength.

The greatest test of a man’s character is his tongue.

God gives us the vision, then he takes us down to the valley to batter us into the shape of the vision, and it is in the valley that so many of us faint and give way. Every vision will be made real if we will have patience.

We are not responsible for the circumstances we are in, but we are responsible for the way we allow those circumstances to affect us; we can either allow them to get on top of us or we can allow them to transform us into what God wants us to be.

Don’t read to remember; read to realize.

Spend plenty of time with God; let other things go, but don’t neglect Him. We are not here to do work for God, we are here to be workers with Him, those through whom He can do His work.

The only way we can be of use to God is to let Him take us through the crooks and crannies of our own characters.

All heaven is interested in the cross of Christ, all hell terribly afraid of it, while men are the only beings who more or less ignore its meaning.

God rarely allows a person to see how great a blessing he is to others.

I don’t believe that people would ever fall in love or want to be married if they hadn’t been told about it. It’s like abroad: no one would want to go there if they hadn’t been told it existed.

It is hard to forgive, and to look at those eyes, and feel those wasted hands,’ he answered. ‘Kiss me again; and don’t let me see your eyes! I forgive what you have done to me. I love my murderer—but yours! How can I?

Love makes fools of us all, big and little.

Every individual has a place to fill in the world and is important in some respect whether he chooses to be so or not.

That is how I’m loved! Well, never mind. That is not my Heathcliff. I shall love mine yet; and take him with me: he’s in my soul.

There is no zeal blinder than that which is inspired with a love of justice against offenders.

Be in love with your life, every detail of it.

Love and scandal are the best sweeteners of tea.