I Cannot Convert Men; I

Use Me Then, My Saviour For Whatever Purpose And Whatever Way Thou Mayest Require. Here Is My Poor Heart, And Empty Vessel; Fill It With Thy Grace.

Excuses Are The Cradle ... That Satan Rocks Men Off To Sleep In.

Prayer Is A Serious Thing. We May Be Taken At Our Words.

No One Can Sum Up All God Is Able To Accomplish Through One Solitary Life, Wholly Yielded, Adjusted, And Obedient To Him.

There Has Never Been A Time In My Life When I Felt That I Could Take A Gun And Shoot Down A Fellow-being. In This Respect I Am A Quaker.