Learn to say no; it will be of more use to you than to be able to read Latin.

The angels did not merely sin and lose heaven, but they passed beyond all other beings in sin and made themselves fit denizens for hell.

We need winds and tempests to exercise our faith, to tear off the rotten bough of self-dependence, and to root us more firmly in Christ. The day of evil reveals to us the value of our glorious hope.

Our misery is that we thirst so little for these sublime things, and so much for the mocking trifles of time and space.

He who does not long to know more of Christ, knows nothing of him yet.

For a successful season of prayer, the best beginning is confession.

We must meditate, brothers. These grapes will yield no wine we tread upon it.