The world does not understand theology or dogma, but it understands love and sympathy.

Every time you walk a mile to church and carry a Bible with you, you preach a sermon a mile long.

Some day you will read in the papers that D.L. Moody of East Northfield, is dead. Don't you believe a word of it! At that moment I shall be more alive than I am now; I shall have gone up higher, that is all, out of this old clay tenement into a house that is immortal-a body that death cannot touch, that sin cannot taint; a body fashioned like unto His glorious body.

A holy life will produce the deepest impression. Lighthouses blow no horns; they only shine.

Thanks be to God, there is hope to-day; this very hour you can choose Him and serve Him.

Give your life to God; he can do more with it than you can!

The trouble with a great many men is that they spread themselves out over too much ground. They fail in everything. If they would only put their life into one channel, and keep it in, they would accomplish something. They make no impression because they do a little work here and a little work there....Lay yourselves on the altar of God, and then concentrate on some one work.