I'd like to get some new clothes, but I can't find a Big and Short store.
Labor is the true alchemist that beats out in patient transmutation the baser metals into gold.
Cowardice asks: Is it safe? Expediency asks: Is it politic? But Conscience asks: Is it right?
There are no trifles in the moral universe of God. Speak me a word to-day; ? it shall go ringing on through the ages.
Let a man be firmly principled in his religion, he may travel from the tropics to the poles, it will never catch cold on the journey.
Young men, terminate, I beseech you, in your own experience, the sad divorce which has too often existed between intellect and piety. Take your stand, unswerving, heroic, by the altar of truth; and from that altar let neither sophistry nor ridicule expel you. Let your faith rest with a child's trust, with a martyr's grip, upon the truth as it is in Jesus.
Young men, you who have any piety at all, what sort is it? Is it a hot-house plant, which must be framed and glassed, lest March, that bold young fellow, should shake the life out. of it in his rough play among the flowers? or is it a hardy shrub, which rejoices when the wild winds course along the heather or howl above the crest of Lebanon ' We need, believe me, the bravery of godliness to bear true witness for our Master now.
I think lines are meant to be crossed anyways. The entire time I was singing on the cross, there's numbers flipping over my head. You know, starting at one and going up to 12 million.
Our interest's on the dangerous edge of things. The honest thief, the tender murderer, the superstitious atheist.
destructiveness comes only when life isn't lived. People who can live their lives don't destroy themselves.
If I step out too much while in the process and don't allow myself to get into it, the piece may not get made.