There are many rooms in the House of Pain.

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 fear to hold another to the highest goal because it is so much easier to avoid doing so, then I know nothing of Calvary love.

Satan is so much more in earnest than we are--he buys up the opportunity while we are wondering how much it will cost.

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.

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