Apart from it, the incarnation and the ministry would lose all their significance, the crucifixion would be but a martyrdom, and the… — Robert Anderson Copy Share Image
Humans who spend time in the wilderness, alone, without man-made mechanical noise around them, often discover that their brain begins to recover… — Robert Anderson Copy Share Image
Men point to the sad incidents of human life on earth, and they ask "Where is the love of God?" God points… — Robert Anderson Copy Share Image
In every marriage more than a week old, there are grounds for divorce. The trick is to find, and continue to find, grounds for… — Robert Anderson Copy Share Image
The Cross was the manifestation of Divine love without reserve or limit; but it was also the expression of man's unutterable malignity. — Robert Anderson Copy Share Image
Our Southern brethren have done grievously, they have rebelled and have attacked their father's house and their loyal brothers. They must be punished and… — Robert Anderson Copy Share Image
Death ends a life, but it does not end a relationship, which struggles on in the survivor's mind toward some resolution which it may… — Robert Anderson Copy Share Image
The mission of the playwright is to look in his heart and write, to write whatever concerns him at the moment; to write with… — Robert Anderson Copy Share Image
I shall await the first shot, and if you do not batter us to pieces, we shall be starved out in a few days. — Robert Anderson Copy Share Image
Apart from it, the incarnation and the ministry would lose all their significance, the crucifixion would be but a martyrdom, and the cross a… — Robert Anderson Copy Share Image
A lot of young writers wait for inspiration. The inspiration only hits you at the desk. — Robert Anderson Copy Share Image
For what constitutes a Christian is not; accepting the Christian's creed, but accepting Christ as Savior and Lord. It is a question of personal… — Robert Anderson Copy Share Image
That Jesus of Nazareth died upon a cross is mere matter of history; that He who did so die was the Christ the Son… — Robert Anderson Copy Share Image
