I have found that I have no unusual endowments of intellect, but this day I resolve that I will be an uncommon Christian.

I never made a sacrifice. Of this we ought not to talk when we remember the great sacrifice which he made who left His Father's throne on high to give Himself for us.

I am immortal till my work is accomplished

Cannot the love of Christ carry the missionary where the slave-trade carries the trader? I shall open up a path to the interior or perish.

I have found that I have no unusual endowments of intellect, but this day I resolve that I will be an uncommon Christian.

God had only one Son, and He was a missionary.

It is far easier to travel than to write about it.