Ten minutes spent in the presence of Christ every day, aye, two minutes, will make the whole day different.

Do not quarrel ... with your lot in life. Do not complain of its never-ceasing cares, its petty environment, the vexations you have to stand, the small and sordid souls you have to live and work with.

Ten minutes spent in the presence of Christ every day, aye, two minutes, will make the whole day different.

Men tell us sometimes there is no such thing as an atheist. There must be. There are some men to whom it is true that there is no God. They cannot see God because they have no eye. They have only an abortive organ, atrophied by neglect.

There is nothing more appalling than the wholesale way in which unthinking people plead to the Almighty the richest and most spiritual of His promises, and claim their immediate fulfillment, without themselves fulfilling one of the conditions either on which they are promised or can possibly be given.

There can be no greatness in things. Things cannot be great. The only greatness is unselfish love.

No man can run up the natural line of Evolution without coming to Christianity at the top.