Too many church services start at eleven sharp and end at twelve dull.

We are suffering today from a species of Christianity as dry as dust, as cold as ice, as pale as a corpse, and as dead as King Tut. We are suffering not from a lack of correct heads but of consumed hearts.

It is not our business to make the message acceptable, but to make it available. We are not to see that they like it, but that they get it.

We need a dedicated minority who, like the apostles of old, are willing to be called the scum of the earth and a spectacle to the world for the scandal of the cross.

Salvation is a helmet, not a nightcap.

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

I'm tired of hearing sin called sickness and alcoholism a disease. It is the only disease I know of that we're spending hundreds of millions of dollars a year to spread.