If you lack knowledge, go to school. If you lack wisdom, get on your knees.

Beware of being a religious poseur, trying to live up to a dramatized version of yourself.

A soft and sheltered Christianity, afraid to be lean and lone, unwilling to face the storms and brave the heights, will end up fat and foul in the cages of conformity.

Civilization today reminds me of an ape with a blowtorch playing in a room full of dynamite. It looks like the monkeys are about to operate the zoo, and the inmates are taking over the asylum.

Real revival does not begin with joyous singing. It begins with conviction and repentance on the part of Christians.

The tragedy of today is that the situation is desperate but the saints are not.

Too much preaching nowadays pats the back and tickles the ear, but does not get under the skin. There is no conviction and therefore no conversion. I am thinking not only of the ministry of reproof and rebuke but also of the message of inspiration, of encouragement, of comfort. People go out of church at noon with the depths unstirred, the heart untouched, the conscience unpricked.