Thank God, He does not measure grace out in teaspoons.

It is a solemn thing to find oneself drawn out in prayer which knows no relief till the soul it is burdened with is born. It is no less solemn afterwards, until Christ is formed in them.

If I am afraid to speak the truth lest I lose affection, or lest the one concerned should say, "You do not understand", or because I fear to lose my reputation for kindness; if I put my own good name before the other's highest good, then I know nothing of Calvary love.

Our enemy is more aware than we are of the spiritual possibilities that depend upon obedience.

There are many rooms in the House of Pain.

If I can enjoy a joke at the expense of another; if I can in any way slight another in conversation, or even in thought, then I know nothing of Calvary love.

Let nothing be said about anyone unless it passes through the three sieves: Is it true? Is it kind? Is it necessary?