“All religions begin with the cry Help.”

Our whole social order could self-destruct over the obsession with freedom disconnected from responsibility; where choice is imagined to be somehow independent of consequences.

We could be like a father determined to provide everything for his family. He devotes every energy to that end and succeeds; only then does he discover that what they needed most, to be together as a family, has been neglected. And he reaps sorrow in place of contentment.

The choice of life is not between fame and fortune, nor wealth and poverty, but between good and evil.

The end of all activity in the church is to see that a man and a woman with their children are happy at home, sealed for eternity.

We are able to feel and learn very quickly through music, through art, through poetry some spiritual things that we would otherwise learn very slowly.

Behold, he who has repented of his sins, the same is forgiven, and I, the Lord, remember them no more.

You ought to know that the Lord loves you. He will make that known to you, and it will be a very private and individual experience, something you cannot explain to anyone else.

Keep the fire of your testimony of the restored gospel and your witness of our Redeemer burning so brightly that our children can warm their hands by the fire of your faith.

Moral standards cannot be changed by battle and cannot be changed by ballot.

What a wonderful time to be young. You will see events in your lifetime that will test your courage and extend your faith. If you will face the sunlight of truth, the shadows of discouragement and sin and error will fall behind you. You must never give up!

There is little to be gained by seeking after the mysteries, for there is hardly time in a lifetime to master the plain and precious things.

Some things that are true are not very useful.

In a sense, speaking figuratively, to take one’s agency, that precious gift which the scriptures make plain is essential to life itself, and say, “I will do as you direct,” is afterward to learn that in so doing you possess it all the more.

Hit the ‘delete’ button when you have unrighteous thoughts.

If the word is tolerance, grab that one, too, saying, “I expect you to be tolerant of my lifestyle-obedience, integrity, abstinence, repentance.” If the word is choice, tell them you choose good, old-fashioned morality.

Somewhere there is a message in the protest of the man who said, “You can’t tell me that worry doesn’t help. The things I worry about never happen.”

The tears I have cried over Germany have dried. I have washed my face.

It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, more vengeance, more desolation. War is hell.

What I cry out for, like every being, with my whole life and all my earthly passion, is something very different from an equal to cherish: it is a God to adore.

Don’t cut my throat, I may want to do that later myself.

I was a left-handed dentist who made people cry.

You’ll never have any trouble with Mr. T, I’m just a big, calm teddy bear kind of guy. Mr. T ain’t ashamed to cry.

My mother told me, ‘Son, nobody else but God knows.’ And that’s what I’m about – reaching out to the people, crying with them, giving them hope.

When I go out and I meet people who are suffering and they come and talk to me, Mr. T cries, Mr. T who could break a man’s jaw with his fist.