A Quote by Ted Dekker

Sin thrives in the dungeon, but slap it on the table for all to see, and it withers rather quickly. — © Ted Dekker
Sin thrives in the dungeon, but slap it on the table for all to see, and it withers rather quickly.
Our inhuman enemy inspires the thought that God loves mankind, and that He quickly forgives this sin. But when we observe the guile of demons, then we see that after the commission of the sin, they suggest to us that God is a righteous and implacable Judge. The first they say in order to lead us to sin, the second, in order to weigh us down in despair.
Television thrives on unreason, and unreason thrives on television. It strikes at the emotions rather than the intellect.
We separated like oil and water. In the cafeteria, you'd see a table of black jocks, table of white jocks, table of rich white kids, table of Hispanic kids, table of Chinese kids, table of druggies, table of chatterboxes, and so on. Wait! There's a diverse table over there! With a few kids of different tenacities and economic status! Oh, that's the nerds. That's where I sat. We weren't cool enough for the other tables, so we didn't discriminate against anybody.
You know with a bully you cannot let them slap you around, because they slap you around today, they slap you five or six times tomorrow. We are not going to be bullied.
Now nothing can prevent this but mortification; that withers the root and strikes at the head of sin every hour, so that whatever it aims at it is crossed in.
Time, which grays hair and wrinkles faces, also withers violent affections, and much more quickly.
The fine line between roaring with laughter and crying because it's a disaster is a very, very fine line. You see a chap slip on a banana skin in the street and you roar with laughter when he falls slap on his backside. If in doing so you suddenly see he's broken a leg, you very quickly stop laughing and it's not a joke anymore.
Like all truly pure souls she [Chantal] quickly resigned herself to past faults, thought only of how to repair whatever harm they had done. "Of all my daughters, you are certainly the least bothered by scruples of conscience," Abbé Chevance used to say.... Even sin, once the will is detached and no longer nourishes it, withers and dies sterile. It is in the secret of intentions, like in a decomposing humus, in the dark forest of future sins, unpardoned sins, half dead, half living, that new poisons are distilled.
A slap in the face is more effective than ten lectures. It makes you understand very quickly.
I'm not a big fan of table reads or sitting around a table and reading a script. I'd rather do it on set and do it for real.
I believe America thrives when the middle class thrives.
I had rather be a toad, and live upon the vapor of a dungeon than keep a corner in the thing I love for others uses.
Whenever you see a gaming table be sure to know fortune is not there. Rather she is always in the company of industry.
When the middle class thrives, the country thrives, and when it doesn't, we don't.
These my two hands / quick to slap my face / before others could slap it.
Man has slapped nature in the face. If you slap it, it will slap you back.
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