In 40 years I have not spent 15 minutes without thinking of Jesus.

The Bible in the memory is better than the Bible in the book case.

Oh, my brothers and sisters in Christ, if sinners will be damned, at least let them leap to hell over our bodies; and if they will perish, let them perish with our arms about their knees, imploring them to stay, and not madly to destroy themselves. If hell must be filled, at least let it be filled in the teeth of our exertions, and let not one go there unwarned and unprayed for.

I believe a very large majority of church goers are merely unthinking, slumbering worshipers of an unknown God.

Atheism is a strange thing. Even the devils never fell into that vice.

I do believe we slander Christ when we think we are to draw the people by something else but the preaching of Christ crucified.

Sometimes a fog will settle over a vessel's deck and yet leave the topmast clear. Then a sailor goes up aloft and gets a lookout which the helmsman on deck cannot get. So prayer sends the soul aloft; lifts it above the clouds in which our selfishness and egotism befog us, and gives us a chance to see which way to steer.