I am a missionary, heart and soul. God had an only Son, and He was a missionary and a physician. I am a poor, poor imitation of Him, or wish to be. In this service I hope to live; in it I wish to die!

To be aroused in the dark by five feet of cold, green snake gliding over one's face is unpleasant.

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

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.

He who died for us, and Whom we ought to copy, did more for us than we can do for any one else. He endured the contradiction of sinners. We should have grace to follow in His steps.

Fear God and work hard.

Christ alone can save the world, but Christ cannot save the world alone.