There’s no shame about any honest calling; don’t be afraid of soiling your hands, there’s plenty of soap to be had.

Fits of depression come over the most of us. Usually cheerful as we may be, we must at intervals be cast down. The strong are not always vigorous, the wise not always ready, the brave not always courageous, and the joyous not always happy.

Prayer sweeps the battlefield, slays the enemy, and buries the bones.

This is the holy reasoning of love; it draws no license from grace, but rather feels the strong constraints of gratitude leading it to holiness.

Conversion is a turning onto the right road. The next thing to do is to walk on it.

Suffering saints are living seed.

Don't just throw the seed at the people! Grind it into flour, bake it into bread, and slice it for them. And it wouldn't hurt to put a little honey on it