Prayer is not learned in a classroom but in the closet.

It is not great talents or great learning or great preachers that God needs, but men great in holiness, great in faith, great in love, great in fidelity, great for God.

We can learn more in an hour praying, when praying indeed, than from many hours of rigorous study.

Crucified preaching only can give life. Crucified preaching can come only from a crucified man.

The prayers of God's saints strengthen the unborn generation against the desolating waves of sin and evil.

Little praying is a kind of make believe, a salve for the conscience, a farce and a delusion.

Thoughts of heaven quicken our faith. Our only sure and solid foundation is the hope of heaven. The only solution to earth's mysteries, the only righter of earth's wrongs, and the only cure for worldliness, is heaven. We need an infusion of heaven into our faith and hope that will create a homesickness for that blessed place. God's home is heaven. Eternal life and all good were born there and flourish there. All life, happiness, beauty, and glory are native to the home of God. All this belongs to and awaits the heirs of God in heaven. What a glorious inheritance!