Quotes about Growth
We should always aim to read something different=not only the writers with whom we agree, but those with whom we are ready to do battle. Their point of view challenges us to examine the truth and to test their views...and let us not comment on nor criticize writers of whom we have heard only second-hand, or third-hand without troubling to read their works for ourselves...Don't be afraid of new ideas.
— J. Oswald Sanders
God has His own training methods, and it is usually true that His way up first leads down, for the mountain is only as high as the valley is deep.
— J. Oswald Sanders
Not every man can carry a full cup. Sudden elevation frequently leads to pride and a fall. The most exacting test of all to survive is prosperity.
— J. Oswald Sanders
If done as God wants.' then leadership will surely include intercessory prayer. The saintly Bishop Azariah of India once remarked to Bishop Stephen Neill that he found time to pray daily, by name, for every leader in his extensive diocese. Little wonder that during his thirty years of eldering there, the diocese tripled its membership and greatly increase in spiritual effectiveness
— J. Oswald Sanders
No leader lives a day without criticism, and humility will never be more on trial than when criticism comes.
— J. Oswald Sanders
How easy it is to love a child, how hard to love what a child turns into!
— JM Coetzee
It was no longer a matter of growing a fat crop, only of growing enough for the seed not to die out. There will be another year, he consoled himself, another summer in which to try again.
— JM Coetzee
Whatever does not kill me makes me stronger.
— JM Coetzee
Imagine: to be prepared to yield, to yield, to have nothing more to yield, to be broken, yet to be pressed to yield more!
— JM Coetzee
The question is not, are we sorry? The question is, what lesson have we learned? The question is what are we going to do now that we are sorry?
— JM Coetzee
a rival line, on his small beginnings out at the dam. Even his tools should be of wood and leather and gut, materials the insects would eat when one day he no longer needed them.
— JM Coetzee
Isn't it true that you start your life a sweet child believing in everything under your father's roof? Then comes the day of the Laodiceans, when you know you are wretched and miserable and poor and blind and naked, and with the visage of a gruesome grieving ghost you go shuddering through nightmare life.
— Jack Kerouac