Plain and simple, men need community with other men. Loving, you-before-me, dedicated relationship. If you have never had it, you don't really get it yet, and if you had that community and lost it, you know the cavity it leaves in your soul until you discover it again.

Church has to be about helping people discover what they can't get anywhere else.

Strong men serving together thrive in the strength their friendship provides.

Criticism plugs the flow of God's blessing.

Here am I, sweating my brains out to introduce a really sensational incident into your dull and disreputable little police investigation, and you refuse to show a single spark of enthusiasm.

You may say you won't interfere with another person's soul, but you do—merely by existing. The snag about it is the practical difficulty, so to speak, of not existing.

Francis Bacon," said Peter, a trifle belatedly. "Mr. Kirk, you're a man after my own heart.

We must make friends in prosperity, if we would have their help in adversity.

I've always been very happy. I've always been easy going and I've always been very encouraging; it's just my personality.

Everything I write is based on something I've personally experienced, or things that my friends have experienced that I just find horribly entertaining.

Both hope and pessimism are deeply contagious. And no one is more infectious than a leader.

I lost a good friend a few years ago, and it happened quite suddenly. Any event like that leaves you with questions. Would a phone call have made a difference? Did the person know that you were there for them?