I Am Not Waiting For A Move

There Are Men So Incorrigibly Lazy That No Inducement That You Can Offer Will Tempt Them To Work; So Eaten Up By Vice That Virtue Is Abhorrent To Them, And So Inveterably Dishonest That Theft Is To Them A Master Passion.

Without Excuse And Self-consideration Of Health Or Limb Or Life, True Soldiers Fight, Live To Fight, Love The Thickest Of The Fight, And Die In The Midst Of It.

What Is The Use Of Preaching The Gospel To Men Whose Whole Attention Is Concentrated Upon A Mad, Desperate Struggle To Keep Themselves Alive?

Faith And Works Should Travel Side By Side, Step Answering To Step, Like The Legs Of Men Walking. First Faith, And Then Works; And Then Faith Again, And Then Works Again--until They Can Scarcely Distinguish Which Is The One And Which Is The Other.

It Is Impossible To Comfort Men's Hearts With The Love Of God When Their Feet Are Perishing With Cold.