Sorrow is better than fear. Fear is a journey, a terrible journey. But, sorrow is at least an arriving.

But when the dawn will come, of our emancipation, from the fear of bondage and the bondage of fear, why, that is a secret.

Ask yourself not if this or that is expedient, but if it is right.

Let me not be afraid to defend the weak because of the anger of the strong, nor afraid to defend the poor because of the anger of the rich.

There are voices crying what must be done, a hundred, a thousand voices. But what do they help if one seeks for counsel, for one cries this, and one cries that, and another cries something that is neither this nor that.

Nothing is ever quiet, except for fools.

I am a weak and sinful man, but God put His hands on me, that is all.