Trying to be happy without a sense of God’s presence is like trying to have a bright day without the sun.

Though the cross of Christ has been beautified by the poet and the artist, the avid seeker after God is likely to find it the same savage implement of destruction it was in the days of old. The way of the cross is still the pain-wracked path to spiritual power and fruitfulness.

What a blessed truth to understand that, in the middle of all of our difficulties and calamities, we have a refuge.

Any doctrine that makes the world your friend is not your friend.

He had everything, but he possessed nothing. There is the spiritual secret.

Faith is an organ of knowledge, and love an organ of experience.

God is never satisfied with anything less than all.