One reason sin flourishes is that it is treated like a cream puff instead of a rattlesnake.

When the word of God says one thing and scholarship says another, scholarship can go to hell.

The reign of tears is over. The slums will soon be only a memory. We will turn our prisons into factories and our jails into storehouses and comcribs. Men will walk upright now, women will smile, and the children will laugh. Hell will be forever for rent.

Whiskey and beer are all right in their place, but their place is in hell.

Enthusiasm is as good a thing in the Church as fire is in a cook stove.

Listen, if I heard shrieks and cries coming from a house and I ran in there and I found a great big broad shouldered whiskey soaked Joe weasel, dragging his wife about by the hair, and over here, two children are unconscious from his blows and kicks and another one screaming in terror, do you think I would apologize for being there? No! I'd knock 7 kinds of pork out of that old hog.

I want to preach the gospel so plainly that men can come from the factories and not have to bring along a dictionary.