The night I sailed for China, March 3, 1893, my life, on the human side, was broken, and it never was mended again. But He has been enough.

I believe truly that Satan cannot endure it and so slips out of the room - more or less - when there is a true song.

When I can see my face in it [the liquid gold in the crucible] then it is pure.

Have you given your child unreservedly to the Lord for whatever He will? ...O may He strengthen you to say YES to Him if He asks something which costs.

Strength of my heart, I need not fail, Not mind to fear but to obey, With such a Leader, who could quail? Thou art as Thou wert yesterday. Strength of my heart, I rest in Thee, Fulfil Thy purposes through me.

Part of a soldier's duty is to fill gaps...one must be willing to be nothing, as something.

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