I am an old-fashioned preacher of the old-time religion, that has warmed this cold world's heart for two thousand years.

Religion needs a baptism of horse sense.

The saloon is a liar. It promises good cheer and sends sorrow. It promises prosperity and sends adversity. It promises happiness and sends misery.... It is God's worst enemy and the devil's best friend.

I don't believe there are devils enough in hell to pull a boy out of the arms of a godly mother.

Temptation is the devil looking through the keyhole. Yielding is opening the door and inviting him in.

When may a revival be expected? When the wickedness of the wicked grieves and distresses the Christian.

At Kansas City, Kansas, before the saloons were closed, they were getting ready to build an addition to the jail. Now the doors swing idly on the hinges and there is nobody to lock in the jails.