“When a man is filled with the Word of God you cannot keep him still, If a man has got the Word, he must speak or die.”

The Christian on his knees sees more than the philosopher on tiptoe. God sends no one away empty except those who are full of themselves.

So few grow, because so few study.

The best way to show that a stick is crooked is not to argue about it or to spend time denouncing it, but to lay a straight stick alongside it.

I hunted all through the four Gospels trying to find one of Christ’s funeral sermons, but I couldn’t find any. I found He broke up every funeral He ever attended! Death couldn’t exist where He was.

Whitewashing the pump won’t make the water pure.

God has cast our confessed sins into the depths of the sea, and He’s even put a ‘No Fishing’ sign over the spot.

More depends on my walk than talk.

Faith makes all things possible, love makes all things easy.

We are told to let our light shine, and if it does, we won’t need to tell anybody it does. Lighthouses don’t fire cannons to call attention to their shining- they just shine.

I have never met a man who has given me as much trouble as myself.

Whatever you love more than God is your idol.

I’d rather be able to pray than to be a great preacher; Jesus Christ never taught his disciples how to preach, but only how to pray.

When a man is not deeply convicted of sin, it is a pretty sure sign that he has not truly repented. Experience has taught me that men who have very slight conviction of sin sooner or later lapse back into their old life.

It is not the man that can preach the best that is the most successful, but the man who knows how to get his people together to pray.

The measure of a man is not how many servants he has but how many men he serves .

A man ought to live so that everybody knows he is a Christian… and most of all, his family ought to know.

The young man, born to rule England, which his dying father commended to him. Once his father is dead, London will cavil. The kingdom is taken back from his son.

You are what it feels like to watch the final silvers of sun fall and die into the silver ocean; tangerine sky giving way to moon-glow and starlight.

I promise I shall never give up, and that I’ll die yelling and laughing, and that until then I’ll rush around this world I insist is holy and pull at everyone’s lapel and make them confess to me and to all.

Hypocrisy is the characteristic feature of the dying bourgeois epoch.

The sudden death of the leading man will cause change, making another man leader. Soon, but too late, the young man will attain high office. By land and sea, he will be feared.

The life is worth living. It’s not true, what the tired and reactionary say. We’re not on this earth to suffer and die. We’re here to fulfill a mission.

Every scar is a burial of pain, every face is a graveyard of days.

If I don’t eat soon, I’ll die of hunger; and if I die, I won’t eat soon.