I can barely walk, but it’s a privilege to be able to move at all.
I’m thankful for the incredible advances in medicine that have taken place during my lifetime. I almost certainly wouldn’t still be here if it weren’t for them.
I think that if I would talk on a political subject, if I talk about it, it would divide the audience on that issue. That’s not my issue.
Every year during their High Holy Days, the Jewish community reminds us all of our need for repentance and forgiveness.
When anyone has the power to destroy the whole human race in a matter of hours, it becomes a moral issue. The church must speak out.
It’s no secret that in New York during the last 30 years there has been a tragic exodus from the churches into materialism, secularism and humanism.
I’m not focused on the gay and lesbian movement.
I don’t think the government should be in the trailer-park business. I don’t think they know how to run a trailer park.
I haven’t been faithful to my own advice in the past. I will in the future.
I look forward to death with great anticipation, to meeting God face to face.
Over the years I’ve seen people lose a spouse and then withdraw and lose interest in life, and I believe we need to resist that.
I can’t prove it scientifically, that there’s a God, but I believe.
Everybody has a little bit of Watergate in him.
As I got older, I guess I became more mellow and more forgiving and more loving.
Communism has decided against God, against Christ, against the Bible, and against all religion.
No matter how prepared you think you are for the death of a loved one, it still comes as a shock, and it still hurts very deeply.
I’m not an analyzer. I’ve got a son that analyzes everything and everybody. But I don’t analyze people.
If you’d have said Evangelical in 1957, most people wouldn’t know what you were talking about. And then, they’d be against it.
People have a negative impression of New York that I don’t think is quite fair.
When we grieve over someone who has died in Christ, we are sorrowing not for them, but for ourselves. Our grief isn’t a sign of weak faith, but of great love.