Terrorism is a word with little content - it is a label for brutalities committed by ‘the enemy’, and from which one’s own acts of destruction are exempted. It is an inchoate and emotionally laden concept, a semantic mirror of our dishonesty and a repository for everything about war that we would like to disavow. Making a sharp distinction between war and terrorism is at best a self-deceptive game.

May the time come when rich men and great men would think it an honor to support whole stations of missionaries in Africa, instead of spending their money on hounds and horses.

I have never ceased to rejoice that God has appointed me to such an office.

Without Christ, not one step; with Him, anywhere!

I am willing to go anywhere, anywhere, anywhere-provided it be forward.

I view the end of the geographical feat as the beginning of the missionary enterprise.

People talk of the sacrifice I have made in spending so much of my life in Africa. It is emphatically no sacrifice. Say rather it is a privilege.