I have a high priest in heaven

A man who loves you the most is the man who tells you the most truth about yourself.

Remember, you are not a tree, that can live or stand alone. You are only a branch. And it is only while you abide in Christ, as the branch in the vine, that you will flourish or even live.

Most of God's people are contented to be saved from the hell that is without; they are not so anxious to be saved from the hell that is within.

A man cannot be a faithful minister, until he preaches Christ for Christs sake - until he gives up striving to attract people to himself and seeks only to attract them to Christ.

If I could hear Christ praying for me in the next room, I would not fear a million enemies.

It is not great talents God blesses so much as great likeness to Jesus. A holy minister is an awful weapon in the hand of God.

If Christ justifies you, He will sanctify you! He will not save you and leave you in your sins.

For every look at self, take 10 looks at Christ.

Learn that urgency in prayer does not so much consist in vehement pleading, as in vehement believing. He that believes most the love and power of Jesus will obtain the most in prayer.

The Christian is a person who makes it easy for others to believe in God.

One hears about life all the time from different people with very different narrative gifts.

People usually think according to their inclinations, speak according to their learning and ingrained opinions, but generally act according to custom.

Send me to jail in 48 hours if I am corrupt.

Life may have no meaning. Or even worse, it may have a meaning of which I disapprove.

The rich are different from us.

In mathematics I can report no deficiency, except it be that men do not sufficiently understand the excellent use of Pure Mathematics.

My life is together, both professionally and socially.

Mass democracy guarantees stupidity. Masses of people, even if they're individually intelligent, can only act stupidly.

There is one other book, that can teach you everything you need to know about life... it's The Brothers Karamazov by Fyodor Dostoyevsky, but that's not enough anymore.

Is there so much love in the world that we can afford to discriminate against any kind of love?