“I remember the thrill that was mine when, in one of my first meetings, I led my first soul to Christ in America. And he was one of my own countrymen.”

“Because it has lived its life intenselythe parched grass still attracts the gaze of passers-by.The flowers merely flower,and they do this as well as they can.The white lily, blooming unseen in the valley,Does not need to explain itself to anyone;It lives merely for beauty.Man, however, cannot accept that 'merely'.If tomatoes wanted to be melons,they would look completely ridiculous.I am always amazedthat so many people are concernedwith wanting to be what they are not;what's the point of making yourself look ridicuolous?You don't always have to pretend to be strong,there's no need to prove all the time that everything is going well,you shouldn't be concerned about what other people are thinking,cry if you need to,it's good to cry out all your tears(because only then will you be able to smile again).”

“If you take something by force there is never enough. If you share it , there will always be something left over.”

“When I first got married, I took my husband by the hand and led him first to the kitchen and then to the bedroom. I said, I can only perform well in one of these rooms.”

“He [Christ] died for me. He made His righteousness mine and made my sin His own; and if He made my sin His own, then I do not have it, and I am free.”

“I can remember my first one-night stand like it was yesterday. Well, maybe not the first. Or the second... or the fifth. I'll just begin with what I can remember and not concern myself with order.”

“I can remember her singing, the thrill of it," she said. "She was one of my first inspirations.The people around me provided all the inspiration I needed. Everything I wrote (at that time) came from that experience, what I observed happening around me.”