Allow yourself to be possessed by God by receiving Jesus, and you will never be possessed by anything else.

In the darkest times of your life, your praise to God should be the loudest. Let the enemy know you're not afraid of the dark.

. . . you have no idea how many people there are in the world whose day could be made and their life changed for the better if someone would just look them in the eye, smile, and say, "Hello.

One of the greatest gifts you can give your husband is your own wholeness.

Forgiveness doesn't make the other person right, it makes you free.

We will never be happy until we make God the source of our fulfillment and the answer to our longings. He is the only one who should have power over our souls.

Don’t be overwhelmed . . . take it one day and one prayer at a time.

The truth is you always grow to love the people you pray for. That’s because you develop God’s heart of love for them.

I've often thought, I'm nobody. Why would God answer my prayer? But God's not impressed by eloquence; he's impressed by our longing for him.

Praying is not telling God what to do. It's trusting that God knows what to do.

People's love for us may change, depending on what we do or don't do to please them. But God's does not-it's everlasting.

Boshafte Wahrheiten sind nur dann gut, wenn kein Fremder sie liest.

When given the chance to see China off the beaten track, definitely take it.

The root of all evil isn't money; rather, it's not having enough money.

I'm one of those apocalyptics. From the start of my immigrant days, I've been fascinated by end-of-the-world stories, by outbreak narratives, and always wanted to set a world-ender on Hispaniola.

I'm not a Buddhist, or a card-carrying member of any religion.

From an aunt, long ago: "Death has come for me many times but finds me always in my lovely garden and leaves me there, I think, as an excuse to return.

True counselors of despair are those who hope against hope—and historical experience—that the government can and will act constructively.

We panic if there's two centimeters of snow in London.

And that's all right with me.

On one side you have book burners, Congressional wives and Pat Robertson. On the other side, you have vulgar comedians, foul-mouthed rap groups and Dennis Hopper—all your choices should be so easy.