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Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world.
Crime is the soul of lust. What would pleasure be if it were not accompanied by crime? It is not the object of debauchery that excites us, rather the idea of evil.
Being filled with the Holy Spirit, then, is a matter of obedience to the Word of God. The filling of the Spirit that all experienced at Pentecost was a matter of a promise being fulfilled. Today, the believer is to be filled in obedience to the command of Ephesians 5:18, continuously, not merely by a single, crisis experience. The Christian life is a growth process toward maturity.
If dogs could talk, perhaps we'd find it just as hard to get along with them as we do with people.
We see then how far the monuments of wit and learning are more durable than the monuments of power, or of the hands. For have not the verses of Homer continued twenty-five hundred years or more, without the loss of a syllable or letter; during which time infinite palaces, temples, castles, cities have been decayed and demolished?
Dost thou love life? Then do not squander time, for that is the stuff life is made of.
In the United States today, we have more than our share of nattering nabobs of negativism.
Age to me means nothing. I can't get old; I'm working. I was old when I was twenty-one and out of work. As long as you're working, you stay young. When I'm in front of an audience, all that love and vitality sweeps over me and I forget my age.
It is long accepted by the missionaries that morality is inversely proportional to the amount of clothing people wore.
Be civil to all; sociable to many; familiar with few; friend to one; enemy to none.
Only a brave person is willing to honestly admit, and fearlessly to face, what a sincere and logical mind discovers.
The reserve of modern assertions is sometimes pushed to extremes, in which the fear of being contradicted leads the writer to strip himself of almost all sense and meaning.
Life is eating us up. We shall be fables presently. Keep cool: it will be all one a hundred years hence.
Insist on yourself; never imitate. Your own gift you can present every moment with the cumulative force of a whole life's cultivation; but of the adopted talent of another you have only an extemporaneous half possession…Do that which is assigned to you, and you cannot hope too much or dare too much.
I have learned silence from the talkative, toleration from the intolerant, and kindness from the unkind; yet, strange, I am ungrateful to those teachers.
