Daughter, I have now lived a hundred and nine winters in this world and have never yet met any such thing as Luck. There is something about all this that I do not understand: but if ever we need to know it, you may be sure that we shall.

We must show our Christian colors, if we are to be true to Jesus Christ. We cannot remain silent or concede everything away.

What do people mean when they say, 'I am not afraid of God because I know He is good'? Have they never even been to a dentist?

Prosperity knits a man to the world.

Democracy demands that little men should not take big ones too seriously; it dies when it is full of little men who think they are big themselves.

There seems to be hardly any one among my acquaintance from whom I have not learned.

We are not merely imperfect creatures who must be improved; we are rebels who must lay down our arms.