“He who neglects to drink of the spring of experience is likely to die of thirst in the desert of ignorance.”

“I drink from a small spring, my thirst exceeds the ocean.”

“It’s just that I’d rather die of drink than of thirst.”

“It is like the thirsty traveller who at first sincerely sought the water of knowledge, but who later, having found it plain perhaps, proceeded to temper his cup with the salt of doubt so that his thirst now becomes insatiable though he drinks incessantly, and that in thus drinking the water that cannot slake his thirst, he has forgotten the original and true purpose for which the water was sought.”

“This is what reading is like to me. It's finding a spring in the midst of a barren land. Just when I think I might up and die of thirst, I stumble onto this fresh, cold water, and I'm suddenly given this new life because I can-and do-drink to my heart's content.”

“His love is like an unquenchable fire and He refreshes with living waters. I thirst daily and go to the well to drink and be consumed”