Spiritual pride is the worst of all pride, if it is not the worst snare of the devil. The heart is peculiarly deceitful on just this one thing.

The Holy Spirit would lead us to think much upon our own sins . It is a dangerous thing for us to dwell upon the imperfections of others.

You must make your choice whether to hold on to some thing which cannot save you, or let go, and fall into the hands of the Lord.

My observation continues to confirm me more and more in the opinion, that to experience religion is to experience the truth of the great doctrines of Divine grace.

It is a great truth, " God reigns," and therefore grace reigns through righteousness unto eternal life, by Jesus Christ our Lord; and, therefore, no sinner on earth need ever despair.

There are multitudes in our congregations who are just waiting while they ought to be acting. They must work, if they would have God work in them. There can be no religion without obedience.

There is no reason to believe that the Holy Spirit ever leaves awakened sinners, only as they leave the truth of God for some error or sin.

When a sinner has any just sense of his condition, as alienated from a holy God, he will not be apt to think of the unpardonable sin.

Not that she's a political animal, she's just an ordinary woman, but as a woman she's of the view that you don't bring children into the world to have them shot.

Healing doesn't just take a little time, it also takes commitment to get started and to complete the process.

I wish people wouldn't think of me as a saint - unless they agree with the definition of a saint that a saint's a sinner who goes on trying.

Winnie the Pooh seems to me to be a fundamental text on national security.

It is our freedom to progress that makes us all want to live and to go on.

All things must pass.

I love what I do for a living.

History supplied numerous instances to prove that brute force is as nothing before soul-force.

The first week of August hangs at the very top of summer, the top of the live-long year, like the highest seat of a Ferris wheel when it pauses in its turning.

Let us return from that Table like lions breathing out fire, terrifying to the devil!