“We prefer one room in Rangoon to six in Boston.”

Ought to be ‘Devoted for Life.’

If I had not felt certain that every additional trial was ordered by infinite love and mercy

A true disciple inquires not whether a fact is agreeable to his own reason.

Nothing is impossible,’ said one of the seven sages of Greece.

The motto for every missionary, whether preacher, printer, or schoolmaster.

And at the end of twenty years you may hear from us again.

After many painful trials, which none can know,

A man might study all his life long, and make no proficiency.

I am not tired of my work, neither am I tired of the world; yet, when Christ calls me home,

I feel it is my duty to plod on, while daylight shall last.

His pride has yielded to the divine testimony.

No matter at how distant a day, somehow, in some shape, probably the least I would have devised, it came.

Let me beg you, not to rest contented with the commonplace religion that is now so prevalent.

There is no success without sacrifice.

We feel that we are highly blessed.

I shall go with gladness.

I feel blessed to have had the accumulation of life experiences that I’ve had, life experience just adds to the depths of a persons richness, as with acting!

When I get back into the city, it doesn’t matter where you plop me down, I have my friends around me and I feel so blessed.

The church persecuted is the church pure, and the church pure is the church powerful.

I believe that Americans by and large have been cursed with blessings, and perhaps before long we’ll be blessed with cursings.

We feel that we are highly blessed.

Americans are blessed with great plenty; we are a generous people and we have a moral obligation to assist those who are suffering from poverty, disease, war and famine.

It is not arrogance to appreciate what Allah has blessed you with; arrogance is to ascribe those blessings to yourself.

Abu Dharr once described the people of the world, says, They breed what will they ultimately bury, they build what will eventually be destroy.