I am an old-fashioned preacher of the old-time religion, that has warmed this cold world’s heart for two thousand years.
There is more power in a mother’s hand than in a king’s scepter.
I tell you that the curse of God Almighty is on the saloon.
Hypocrites in the Church? Yes, and in the lodge and at the home. Don’t hunt through the Church for a hypocrite. Go home and look in the mirror. Hypocrites? Yes. See that you make the number one less.
There is no law, divine or human, that the saloon respects.
Jesus gave his life on the cross for any who will believe. We’re not redeemed by silver or gold. Jesus paid for it with his blood.
Religion needs a baptism of horse sense.
Some persons think that they have to look like a hedgehog to be pious...
The trouble with many men is that they have got just enough religion to make them miserable. If there is not joy in religion, you have got a leak in your religion.
God likes a little humor, as is evidence by the fact that he made the monkeys, the parrot – and some of you people.
Unless you have made a complete surrender and are doing his will it will avail you nothing if you’ve reformed a thousand times and have your name on fifty church records.
Some homes need a hickory switch a good deal more than they do a piano.
If good preaching could save the world, it would have been done long ago.
Some persons have lived manly or womanly lives, and they lack but one thing – open confession of the Lord Jesus Christ. Some men think that they must come to him in a certain way – that they must be stirred by emotion or something like that.
I dare not exercise personal liberty if it infringes on the liberty of others.
Live so that when the final summons comes you will leave something more behind you than an epitaph on a tombstone or an obituary in a newspaper.
I am a temperance Republican down to my toes.
If you want to drive the devil out of the world, hit him with a cradle instead of a crutch.
What have you given the world it never possessed before you came?
America didn’t need repeal, she needed repentance!
Being a kind, emperor, or president is mighty small potatoes compared to being a mother. Commanding an army is little more than sweeping a street compared with training a boy or girl. The mother of Moses did more for the world than all the kinds that Egypt ever had. Oh, you wait until you reach the mountains of eternity, then read the mothers’ names in God’s Hall of Fame.