Lasher, ’ she said, ‘for the wind which you send that lashes the grasslands, for the wind that lashes the leaves from the trees.

I'll write about my past but I won't talk about it. I'll turn it into art if I can, but I won't talk about it.

I tell you, Richard, if you ever get ready to sell your soul, don’t bother to sell it to another human being. It’s bad business to even consider such a thing.

Because people don't believe it unless it happens to them.

You, know, the only thing I can be is a writer. I'm absolutely unprepared for anything else. When you've lived the kind of life I have, you are good for nothing. Only writing can save you.

Amid the thousands of shrill voices screaming for our attention, there is but on Voice we need to hear. The voice of the Lord Jesus Christ.

When we think of all the beatitudes in life, our heart shall be merry.

Do all the work you can, there is enough rest in the grave.

Some people resist the idea of a choice of any sort. They don’t want to be called “narrow.” But Jesus taught that there are two roads, and you have to choose which road you will take.

Ah, if he had ever been a slave he would have known how difficult it was to trust a white man.

After luncheon the sun, conscious that it was Saturday, would blaze an hour longer in the zenith, ...

I have five young children, and I take being a role model very seriously.

Obedience is the pathway to holiness.

Marriage, families, all relationships are more a process of learning the dance rather than finding the right dancer

I'm a free spirit. A spirit that evolves. I'm a diamond. I'm just refining it. Polishing it. Glossing it up.