“If you want to drive the devil out of the world, hit him with a cradle instead of a crutch”

I pity anyone who can’t laugh. There must be something wrong with their religion or their lives. The devil can’t laugh.

There is nothing in the world of art like the songs mother used to sing.

Whenever a day comes when I can stand and preach God’s Word without an agony of anxiety lest the people will not accept Christ; whenever a day comes when I can see men and women coming down the aisles without joy in my heart, I’ll quit preaching.

I want to preach the gospel so plainly that men can come from the factories and not have to bring along a dictionary.

The fellow that has no money is poor. The fellow that has nothing but money is poorer still.

The saloon is a liar. It promises good cheer and sends sorrow. It promises prosperity and sends adversity. It promises happiness and sends misery…. It is God’s worst enemy and the devil’s best friend.

I am the sworn, eternal and uncompromising enemy of the liquor traffic.

You can’t measure manhood with a tape line around the biceps.

I tell you that the curse of God Almighty is on the saloon.

I have more respect for the devil than for some preachers I have met; the devil believes the Bible is the Word of God!

Try praising your wife, even if it does frighten her at first.

When is a revival needed? When carelessness and unconcern keep the people asleep.

The mother of Moses did more for the world than all the kinds that Egypt ever had. Oh, you wait until you reach the mountains of eternity, then read the mothers’ names in God’s Hall of Fame.

The Bible says forgive your debtors; the world says “sue them for their dough.”

I am a temperance Republican down to my toes.

Let’s quit fiddling with religion and do something to bring the world to Christ.