Who would true valor see,Let him come hither;One here will constant be,Come wind, come weather.There's no discouragementShall make him once relentHis first avow'd intentTo be a pilgrim.

It is said that in some countries trees will grow, but will bear no fruit because there is no winter there.

There is no end and no limit to the obstacles of the man who wants to pursue what is right and at the same time shrinks back from self-denial.

No one can travel so far that he does not make some progess each day. So let us never give up. Then we shall move forward daily in the Lord's way. And let us never despair because of our limited success. Even though it is so much less than we would like, our labour is not wasted when today is better than yesterday!

Life is short. You can't afford to put off what God has put in your heart. You don't have time to live with things holding you back.

The lives of truest heroism are those in which there are no great deeds to look back upon. It is the little things well done that go to make up a truly successful and good life.

Showing up is not all of life - but it counts for a lot.

Without constant activity, the threats of life will soon overwhelm the values.

I count all that part of my life lost which I spent not in communion with God, or in doing good.

Average is very acceptable in our society but I don't think the angels are applauding. If you are determined to be excellent, to not back out of it, you will reap a harvest in your life.

We will all fail in life, but nobody has to be a failure. Failing at a thing doesn't make you a failure. You are only a failure when you quit trying.

No life is messier than one in ministry