If you would be holy, you must live close to Jesus.

We cannot rely on ourselves, for we have learned by bitter experience the folly of self-confidence. We are compelled to look to the Lord alone. Blessed is the wind that drives the ship into the harbor. Blessed is the distress that forces us to rest in our God.

Our joy ends where love of the world begins.

When I thought God was hard, I found it easy to sin; but when I found God so kind, so good, so overflowing with compassion, I smote upon my breast to think that I could ever have rebelled against One who loved me so, and sought my good.

It may be very well to do this and that for good fellowship; but it will never do to lose the friendship of God in order to keep on good terms with men.

We should shun ingratitude, and live daily in the heavenly atmosphere of thankful love.

Christ is the great central fact in the world's history. To Him everything looks forward or backward. All the lines of history converge upon Him.