“I settled down in the full persuasion, that the immersion of a professing believer in Christ is the only Christian baptism.”

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

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

We prefer one room in Rangoon to six in Boston.

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.

God answers all true prayer, either in kind or in kindness.

No mind, no wisdom–tempora ry mind, temporary wisdom–eternal mind, eternal wisdom.

Baptism is an outward expression of an inward faith.

There are two sides to this Baptism: The first is, you possess the Spirit; The second is that the Spirit possesses you.

After many painful trials, which none can know,

The rituals we use for marriage, baptism or inaugurating a president are as elaborate as they are because we associate the ritual with a major life passage, the crossing of a critical threshold, or in other words, with transformation.

Rituals, anthropologists will tell us, are about transformation.

I called it a baptism in flaming ink that forced me to shed my shyness about recognizing myself

As a poet and to accept the fact that life had never given me any choice in the matter. And then I had to discover exactly what that meant.

Oh! for this baptism of fire! when every spoken word for Jesus shall be a thunderbolt, and every prayer shall bring forth a mighty flood.