Christianity alone inspires and guides progress for the progress of man is movement toward God. and movement toward God wili ensure a gradual unfolding of all that exalts and adorns man.

Whatever capacities there may be for enjoyment or for suffering in this strange being of ours, and God only knows what they are, they will be drawn out wholly in accordance with character.

Faith then, in its relation to salvation, is that confidence by which we accept it as a free gift from the Saviour, and is the only possible way in which the gift of God could be appropriated.

Certainly, no revolution that has ever taken place in society can be compared to that which has been produced by the words of Jesus Christ.

To be energetic and firm where principle demands it, and tolerant in all else, is not easy. It is not easy to abhor wickedness, and oppose it with every energy, and at the same time to have the meekness and gentleness of Christ, becoming all things to all men for the truth's sake. The energy of patience, the most godlike of all, is not easy.

Religion without morality is a superstition and a curse, and morality without religion is impossible.

The strength that we want is not a brute, unregulated strength the beauty that we want is no mere surface beauty but we want a beauty on the surface of life that is from the central force of principle within, as the beauty on the cheek of health is from the central force at the heart.

All mental discipline and symmetrical growth are from activity of the mind under the yoke of the will or personal power.

Remove from the history of the past all those actions which have either sprung directly from the religious nature of man, or been modified by it, and you have the history of another world and of another race.

Christianity is the greatest civilizing, moulding, uplifting power on this globe.

Our prayer and God's mercy are like two buckets in a well while the one ascends the other descends.

Guided by His wisdom, strong in His strength, there maybe for you struggle and suffering, the darkness and the storm. The disciple is not above His Master. There may be weeping that shall endure for a night, but joy shall come in the morning. If the night cometh, so also the morning, a morning without clouds, the morning of an eternal day.

Who will reach heaven? I do not know, but I am certain that no one will be there who does not feel at home.

Language is the picture and counterpart of thought.