Zeal without knowledge is like expedition to a man in the dark.

I am not what I ought to be, I am not what I want to be, I am not what I hope to be in another world; but still I am not what I once used to be, and by the grace of God I am what I am

Although my memory's fading, I remember two things very clearly: I am a great sinner and Christ is a great Savior.

When people are right with God, they are apt to be hard on themselves and easy on other people. But when they are not right with God, they are easy on themselves and hard on others.

Amazing grace! how sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me! I once was lost but now am found, Was blind but now i see.

Our work is great; our time is short; the consequences of our labors are infinite.

May we sit at the foot of the cross; and there learn what sin has done, what justice has done, what love has done.

Thou art coming to a King, large petitions with thee bring, for His grace and power are such none can ever ask too much.

If the Lord be with us, we have no cause of fear. His eye is upon us, His arm over us, His ear open to our prayer - His grace sufficient, His promise unchangeable.

Christ has taken our nature into Heaven to represent us; and has left us on earth, with His nature, to represent Him.

This is faith: a renouncing of everything we are apt to call our own and relying wholly upon the blood, righteousness and intercession of Jesus.

You could probably go three or four months without the word 'God' coming from my dad's mouth Mum would pray for a parking space.

What good's a captive without her captor?

As a group, housewives to-day suffer more from social isolation and loss of purpose than any other social group, except, perhaps, the old.

... a woman who is not feminine is a monster in creation.

Castles in the air - they are so easy to take refuge in. And so easy to build too.

Each traveler should know what he has to see, and what properly belongs to him, on a journey.

It's such a deliberate thing to sit down and write a tweet. You're putting yourself out there in a very deliberate way, and over however many tweets, you start to create a character for yourself.

Tybalt’s what we call ‘Cait Sidhe’— the fairy cats. Which explains the attitude. And the eyes.” “Meow,” said Tybalt, deadpan.

Again I resume the long lesson: how small a thing can be pleasing, how little in this hard world it takes to satisfy the mind and bring it to its rest.

Love is more than one thing.