“It is not enough to wear an ornamental cross as a pretty decoration.”

Before we can speak God’s message, we must learn to listen. The opened ear comes before the opened mouth.

Fear is born of Satan, and if we would only take time to think a moment we would see that everything Satan says is founded upon a falsehood.

The greatest need of our age and of every age, the greatest need of every human heart, is to know the resources and sufficiency of God.

Unless I am sure I am doing more at home to send the gospel abroad than I can do abroad, I am bound to go.

I like to interpose in all of my appointments, if the Lord wills.

It is all right when God sends us the approval of our fellow men; however, we must never make that approval a motive in our life.

God does not so much want us to do things as to let people see what He can do.

One bright and thankful look at the cross is worth a thousand morbid, self-condemning reflections.

Have we forgotten that there is a Holy Ghost, that we must insist upon walking on crutches when we might fly?

Difficulties and obstacles are God’s challenges to faith. When hindrances confront us in the path of duty, we are to recognize them as vessels for faith to fill with the fullness and all-sufficiency of Jesus.

The Holy Spirit is just as truly in us when He makes no sign as when the fountains of joy are overflowing, or the waters of peace are softly refreshing our weary and troubled heart.

Forget yourself and live for others, for It is more blessed to give than to receive.

Prayer is the mighty engine that is to move the missionary work.

All that God requires of us is an opportunity to show what He can do.

Prayer is the ascending vapor which supplies The showers of blessing, and the stream that flows Through earth’s dry places, till on every side “The wilderness shall blossom as the rose.

One touch of Christ is worth a lifetime of struggling.

I like to stay home a lot. I like to do other things, too, like decorate.

I love to decorate a room – from the furniture to the objects to the books.

Art means nothing if it simply decorates the dinner table of power which holds it hostage.

I want the light filtered down through the trees painting flesh like a mosaic and filling up the dark in me. I want to see how sunset decorates your hair.

I think that women should be decorative.

You know, maybe I was just born in the wrong time, but I love all things romantic. Puffy understands that. For my last birthday, he covered my hotel room floor with rose petals and had flowers and candles all over the room.

My ink-soaked heart could write your name across the sky a thousand times more than the stars that decorate the velvet night.