Arminians pretend, very speciously, that Christ died for all men, yet, in effect, they make him die for no one man at all.

We do it by love. Christ as crucified is the great object of our love, or should so be; for he is therein unto sinners "altogether lovely." Hence one of the ancients cried out, "My love is crucified, and why do I stay behind?" In the death of Christ do his love, his grace, his condescension, most gloriously shine forth.

The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved.

The greatest sorrow and burden you can lay on the Father, the greatest unkindness you can do to him is not to believe that he loves you.

I never made a sacrifice. Of this we ought not to talk when we remember the great sacrifice which he made who left His Father's throne on high to give Himself for us.

What father ever gave up his son to death for the sake of his slave!

The only reason why I'm a Christian is because I'm a gift of the Father to the Son, not because of anything I've ever done.

False gods - the gods of human understanding - despise sinners, but the Father of Jesus loves all, no matter what they do. But of course this is almost too incredible for us to accept.

Jesus answered, I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.

Do as Socrates did, never replying to the question of where he was from with, 'I am Athenian,' or 'I am from Corinth,' but always, 'I am a citizen of the world.'

Since our greatest need was forgiveness, God sent us a Savior. He became like us, so we could become like Him.

Here is the amazing thing about Easter; the resurrection Sunday for Christians is this, that Christ in the dying moments on the cross gives us the greatest illustration of forgiveness possible.