Trying to fill the God-sized hole in our hearts with things other than God is like trying to fill the Grand Canyon with marbles.

Bad times make good people, as mountainous pressures make diamonds or as fire tempers steel.

I think most people who call themselves relativists are not, in practice.

We cannot hate truth in general, all truth, as we cannot hate food in general, all food. But we can hate a particular truth even though it is good for us, as we can hate a particular food even though it is good for us.

In an age that has thrown off all tradition, the only rebellion possible is orthodoxy.

Those who meet Jesus always experience either joy or its opposites, either foretastes of Heaven or foretastes of Hell. Not everyone who meets Jesus is pleased, and not everyone is happy, but everyone is shocked.

Prayer is like Thanksgiving dinner. It takes one hour to eat it and ten hours to prepare it.