Explore Quotes by Billy Sunday

Churches don't need new members half so much as they need the old bunch made over.

I want to preach the gospel so plainly that men can come from the factories and not have to bring along a dictionary.

The saloon is a liar. It promises good cheer and sends sorrow. It promises prosperity and sends adversity. It promises happiness and sends misery.... It is God's worst enemy and the devil's best friend.

The church is not a dormitory for sleepers, it is an institution for workers; it is not a rest camp, it is a front line trench.

And if you think that anybody is going to frighten me, you don't know me yet.

I challenge you to show me where the saloon has ever helped business, education, church, morals or anything we hold dear.

The reign of tears is over. The slums will soon be only a memory. We will turn our prisons into factories and our jails into storehouses and comcribs. Men will walk upright now, women will smile, and the children will laugh. Hell will be forever for rent.

The devil says I'm out, but the Lord says I'm safe.

The trouble with many men is that they have got just enough religion to make them miserable. If there is not joy in religion, you have got a leak in your religion.

I don't believe there are devils enough in hell to pull a boy out of the arms of a godly mother.

Religion needs a baptism of horse sense.

An excuse is a skin of a reason stuffed with a lie.

Some persons think they have to look like a hedgehog to be pious.

We have a God who delights in impossibilities.

God likes a little humor, as is evidence by the fact that he made the monkeys, the parrot -- and some of you people.

Some homes need a hickory switch a good deal more than they do a piano.

I am an old-fashioned preacher of the old-time religion, that has warmed this cold world's heart for two thousand years.

I dare not exercise personal liberty if it infringes on the liberty of others.

Lord save us from off-handed, flabby-cheeked, brittle-boned, weak-kneed, thin-skinned, pliable, plastic, spineless, effeminate, ossified, three-karat Christianity.

If good preaching could save the world, it would have been done long ago.

If you have no joy in your religion, there's a leak in your Christianity somewhere.