“Whoever drinks beer, he is quick to sleep; whoever sleeps long, does not sin; whoever does not sin, enters Heaven! Thus, let us drink beer!”

I admit that I deserve death and hell, what of it? For I know One who suffered and made satisfaction on my behalf. His name is Jesus Christ, Son of God, and where He is there I shall be also!

All of a Christian’s life is one of repentance.

Prayer is not overcoming God’s reluctance. It is laying hold of His willingness.

Music is a fair and glorious gift of God. I am strongly persuaded that after theology, there is no art which can be placed on the level with music.

There is no more lovely, friendly and charming relationship, communion or company than a good marriage.

A Christian is never in a state of completion but always in a process of becoming.

This grace of God is a very great, strong, mighty and active thing. It does not lie asleep in the soul. Grace hears, leads, drives, draws, changes, works all in man, and lets itself be distinctly felt and experienced. It is hidden, but its works are evident.

A happy fart never comes from a miserable ass.

The less I pray, the harder it gets; the more I pray, the better it goes.

He [Christ] died for me. He made His righteousness mine and made my sin His own; and if He made my sin His own, then I do not have it, and I am free.

The whole being of any Christian is faith and love. Faith brings the person to God, love brings the person to people.

God creates out of nothing. Therefore, until a man is nothing, God can make nothing out of him.

Show me where a man spends his time & money, and I’ll show you his god.

The kingdom of God does not consist in talk, but in power, that is, in works and practice. God loves the ‘doers of the word’ in faith and love, and not the ‘mere hearers,’ who, like parrots, have learned to utter certain expressions with readiness.

I simply taught, preached, wrote God’s Word: otherwise I did nothing. The Word of God did it all.

Let the wife make the husband glad to come home, and let him make her sorry to see him leave.

In April the sweet showers fall And pierce the drought of March to the root, and all The veins are bathed in liquor of such power As brings about the engendering of the flower.

Alcohol tells truth, but its truth is not normal.

Wine is the first weapon that devils use in attacking the young.

Note to self: no matter how bad life gets, there’s always beer.

An alcoholic father, poverty, my own juvenile diabetes, the limited English my parents spoke – although my mother has become completely bilingual since. All these things intrude on what most people think of as happiness.

We got more provisions for our whiskey than the same money, which we paid for the liquor, would have bought; so after all it proved a very profitable investment.

As adults we try to relax from the never-ending quest for reason and order by drinking a little whiskey or smoking whatever works for us, but the wisdom isn’t in the whiskey or the smoke. The wisdom is in the moments when the madness slips away and we remember the basics.

As adults we try to relax from the never-ending quest for reason and order by drinking a little whiskey or smoking whatever works for us, but the wisdom isn’t in the whiskey or the smoke. The wisdom is in the moments when the madness slips away and we remember the basics.