It's as if our engineer found quicksands that wouldn't hold his stone, and cross-currents that smashed up all his piles....

I mean, I thought I knew what would save souls.

But I find that I can't because my methods are--I don't know, faulty perhaps, out of date maybe possibly worse; and, what is more, the souls don't want my saving.

The Lord knows they want something; I can see that fast enough, but what it is I don't know.
Heavens! I remember preaching in the beginning of the war from the text 'Jesus had compassion on the multitude.' Well I don't feel that He has changed, and I'm quite sure He still has compassion, but the multitude doesn't want it.

I was wrong about the crowd.