In the year 1915 a series of trivial incidents led some Chinese students in Cornell University to take up the question of reforming the Chinese language.
Forgiveness is setting the prisoner free, only to find out that the prisoner was me.
Worry is an old man with bended head, carrying a load of feathers which he thinks are lead.
Today I know that such memories are the key not to the past, but to the future. I know that the experiences of our lives, when we let God use them, become the mysterious and perfect preparation for the work He will give us to do.
There are no 'ifs' in God's Kingdom. His timing is perfect. His will is our hiding place. Lord Jesus, keep me in Your will! Don't let me go mad by poking about outside it.
Although the threads of my life have often seemed knotted, I know, by faith, that on the other side of the embroidery there is a crown.
There is no pit so deep, that God's love is not deeper still.
There is no word or action but may be taken with two hands,--either with the right hand of charitable construction, or the sinister interpretation of malice and suspicion; and all things do succeed as they are taken. To construe an evil, action well is but a pleasing and profitable deceit to myself; but to misconstrue a good thing is a treble wrong,--to myself, the action, and the author.
There is a tendency in nature to the continued progression of certain classes of varieties further and further from the original type.
Not everyone can be trusted. I think we all have to be very selective about the people we trust.
We will not be led like sheep to the slaughter.